Prospero, by means of his spirits, has been exhibiting to Ferdinand and

Miranda a masque in which goddesses appear, and which is so majestic and

harmonious that to the young man, standing beside such a father and such

a wife, the place seems Paradise,--as perhaps the world once seemed to

Shakespeare. Then, at the bidding of Iris, there begins a dance of

Nymphs with Reapers, sunburnt, weary of their August labour, but now in

their holiday garb. But, as this is nearing its end, Prospero 'starts

suddenly, and speaks'; and the visions vanish. And what he 'speaks' is

shown in these lines, which introduce the famous passage just quoted:

_Pros._ [_Aside_] I had forgot that foul conspiracy

Of the beast Caliban and his confederates

Against my life: the minute of their plot

Is almost come. [_To the Spirits._] Well done! avoid; no more.

_Fer._ This is strange; your father's in some passion

That works him strongly.

_Mir._ Never till this day

Saw I him touch'd with anger so distemper'd.

_Pros._ You do look, my son, in a moved sort,

As if you were dismay'd: be cheerful, sir.

Our revels....

And then, after the famous lines, follow these:

Sir, I am vex'd:

Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled;

Be not disturb'd with my infirmity;

If you be pleased, retire into my cell

And there repose: a turn or two I'll walk,

To still my beating mind.

We seem to see here the whole mind of Shakespeare in his last years.

That which provokes in Prospero first a 'passion' of anger, and, a

moment later, that melancholy and mystical thought that the great world

must perish utterly and that man is but a dream, is the sudden

recollection of gross and apparently incurable evil in the 'monster'

whom he had tried in vain to raise and soften, and in the monster's

human confederates. It is this, which is but the repetition of his

earlier experience of treachery and ingratitude, that troubles his old

brain, makes his mind 'beat,'[192] and forces on him the sense of

unreality and evanescence in the world and the life that are haunted by

such evil. Nor, though Prospero can spare and forgive, is there any sign

to the end that he believes the evil curable either in the monster, the

'born devil,' or in the more monstrous villains, the 'worse than

devils,' whom he so sternly dismisses. But he has learned patience, has

come to regard his anger and loathing as a weakness or infirmity, and

would not have it disturb the young and innocent. And so, in the days of

_King Lear_, it was chiefly the power of 'monstrous' and apparently

cureless evil in the 'great world' that filled Shakespeare's soul with

horror, and perhaps forced him sometimes to yield to the infirmity of

misanthropy and despair, to cry 'No, no, no life,' and to take refuge in

the thought that this fitful fever is a dream that must soon fade into a

dreamless sleep; until, to free himself from the perilous stuff that

weighed upon his heart, he summoned to his aid his 'so potent art,' and

wrought this stuff into the stormy music of his greatest poem, which

seems to cry,

You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need,

and, like the _Tempest_, seems to preach to us from end to end, 'Thou

must be patient,' 'Bear free and patient thoughts.'[193]

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 158: Of course I do not mean that he is beginning to be

insane, and still less that he _is_ insane (as some medical critics

suggest).]

[Footnote 159: I must however point out that the modern stage-directions

are most unfortunate in concealing the fact that here Cordelia sees her

father again _for the first time_. See Note W.]

[Footnote 160: What immediately follows is as striking an illustration

of quite another quality, and of the effects which make us think of Lear

as pursued by a relentless fate. If he could go in and sleep after his

prayer, as he intends, his mind, one feels, might be saved: so far there

has been only the menace of madness. But from within the hovel

Edgar--the last man who would willingly have injured Lear--cries,

'Fathom and half, fathom and half! Poor Tom!'; the Fool runs out

terrified; Edgar, summoned by Kent, follows him; and, at sight of Edgar,

in a moment something gives way in Lear's brain, and he exclaims:

Hast thou given all

To thy two daughters? And art thou come to this?

Henceforth he is mad. And they remain out in the storm.

I have not seen it noticed that this stroke of fate is repeated--surely

intentionally--in the sixth scene. Gloster has succeeded in persuading

Lear to come into the 'house'; he then leaves, and Kent after much

difficulty induces Lear to lie down and rest upon the cushions. Sleep

begins to come to him again, and he murmurs,

'Make no noise, make no noise; draw the curtains; so, so, so.

We'll go to supper i' the morning. So, so, so.'

At that moment Gloster enters with the news that he has discovered a

plot to kill the King; the rest that 'might yet have balm'd his broken

senses' is again interrupted; and he is hurried away on a litter towards

Dover. (His recovery, it will be remembered, is due to a long sleep

artificially induced.)]

[Footnote 161: III. iv. 49. This is printed as prose in the Globe

edition, but is surely verse. Lear has not yet spoken prose in this

scene, and his next three speeches are in verse. The next is in prose,

and, ending, in his tearing off his clothes, shows the advance of

insanity.]

[Footnote 162: [Lear's death is thus, I am reminded, like _père_

Goriot's.] This interpretation may be condemned as fantastic, but the

text, it appears to me, will bear no other. This is the whole speech (in

the Globe text):

And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life!

Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life,

And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more,

Never, never, never, never, never!

Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir.

Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips,

Look there, look there!

The transition at 'Do you see this?' from despair to something more than

hope is exactly the same as in the preceding passage at the word 'Ha!':

A plague upon you, murderers, traitors all!

I might have saved her; now she's gone for ever!

Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little.

Ha!

What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft,

Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.

As to my other remarks, I will ask the reader to notice that the passage

from Lear's entrance with the body of Cordelia to the stage-direction

_He dies_ (which probably comes a few lines too soon) is 54 lines in

length, and that 30 of them represent the interval during which he has

absolutely forgotten Cordelia. (It begins when he looks up at the

Captain's words, line 275.) To make Lear during this interval turn

continually in anguish to the corpse, is to act the passage in a manner

irreconcilable with the text, and insufferable in its effect. I speak

from experience. I have seen the passage acted thus, and my sympathies

were so exhausted long before Lear's death that his last speech, the

most pathetic speech ever written, left me disappointed and weary.]

[Footnote 163: The Quartos give the 'Never' only thrice (surely

wrongly), and all the actors I have heard have preferred this easier

task. I ought perhaps to add that the Quartos give the words 'Break,

heart; I prithee, break!' to Lear, not Kent. They and the Folio are at

odds throughout the last sixty lines of King Lear, and all good modern

texts are eclectic.]

[Footnote 164: The connection of these sufferings with the sin of

earlier days (not, it should be noticed, of youth) is almost thrust upon

our notice by the levity of Gloster's own reference to the subject in

the first scene, and by Edgar's often quoted words 'The gods are just,'

etc. The following collocation, also, may be intentional (III. iv. 116):

_Fool_. Now a little fire in a wild field were like an old

lecher's heart; a small spark, all the rest on's body cold.

Look, here comes a walking fire. [_Enter_ GLOSTER with a

torch.]

Pope destroyed the collocation by transferring the stage-direction to a

point some dozen lines later.]

[Footnote 165: The passages are here printed together (III. iv. 28 ff.

and IV. i. 67 ff.):

_Lear._ Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are,

That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,

How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,

Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you

From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en

Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;

Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,

That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,

And show the heavens just.

_Glo._ Here, take this purse, thou whom the heavens' plagues

Have humbled to all strokes: that I am wretched

Makes thee the happier: heavens, deal so still!

Let the superfluous and lust-dieted man,

That slaves your ordinance, that will not see

Because he doth not feel, feel your power quickly;

So distribution should undo excess,

And each man have enough.]

[Footnote 166: Schmidt's idea--based partly on the omission from the

Folios at I. ii. 103 (see Furness' Variorum) of the words 'To his father

that so tenderly and entirely loves him'--that Gloster loved neither of

his sons, is surely an entire mistake. See, not to speak of general

impressions, III. iv. 171 ff.]

[Footnote 167: Imagination demands for Lear, even more than for Othello,

majesty of stature and mien. Tourgénief felt this and made his 'Lear of

the Steppes' a _gigantic_ peasant. If Shakespeare's texts give no

express authority for ideas like these, the reason probably is that he

wrote primarily for the theatre, where the principal actor might not be

a large man.]

[Footnote 168: He is not present, of course, till France and Burgundy

enter; but while he is present he says not a word beyond 'Here's France

and Burgundy, my noble lord.' For some remarks on the possibility that

Shakespeare imagined him as having encouraged Lear in his idea of

dividing the kingdom see Note T. It must be remembered that Cornwall was

Gloster's 'arch and patron.']

[Footnote 169: In this she stands alone among the more notable

characters of the play. Doubtless Regan's exclamation 'O the blest gods'

means nothing, but the fact that it is given to her means something. For

some further remarks on Goneril see Note T. I may add that touches of

Goneril reappear in the heroine of the next tragedy, _Macbeth_; and that

we are sometimes reminded of her again by the character of the Queen in

_Cymbeline_, who bewitched the feeble King by her beauty, and married

him for greatness while she abhorred his person (_Cymbeline_, V. v. 62

f., 31 f.); who tried to poison her step-daughter and intended to poison

her husband; who died despairing because she could not execute all the

evil she purposed; and who inspirited her husband to defy the Romans by

words that still stir the blood (_Cymbeline_, III. i. 14 f. Cf. _King

Lear_, IV. ii. 50 f.).]

[Footnote 170: I. ii. 1 f. Shakespeare seems to have in mind the idea

expressed in the speech of Ulysses about the dependence of the world on

degree, order, system, custom, and about the chaos which would result

from the free action of appetite, the 'universal wolf' (_Troilus and

Cr._ I. iii. 83 f.). Cf. the contrast between 'particular will' and 'the

moral laws of nature and of nations,' II. ii. 53, 185 ('nature' here of

course is the opposite of the 'nature' of Edmund's speech).]

[Footnote 171: The line last quoted is continued by Edmund in the Folios

thus: 'Th' hast spoken right; 'tis true,' but in the Quartos thus: 'Thou

hast spoken truth,' which leaves the line imperfect. This, and the

imperfect line 'Make instruments to plague us,' suggest that Shakespeare

wrote at first simply,

Make instruments to plague us.

_Edm._ Th' hast spoken truth.

The Quartos show other variations which seem to point to the fact that

the MS. was here difficult to make out.]

[Footnote 172: IV. i. 1-9. I am indebted here to Koppel,

_Verbesserungsvorschläge zu den Erläuterungen und der Textlesung des

Lear_ (1899).]

[Footnote 173: See I. i. 142 ff. Kent speaks, not of the _injustice_ of

Lear's action, but of its 'folly,' its 'hideous rashness.' When the King

exclaims 'Kent, on thy life, no more,' he answers:

My life I never held but as a pawn

To wage against thy enemies; nor fear to lose it,

_Thy safety being the motive_.

(The first Folio omits 'a,' and in the next line reads 'nere' for 'nor.'

Perhaps the first line should read 'My life I ne'er held but as pawn to

wage.')]

[Footnote 174: See II. ii. 162 to end. The light-heartedness disappears,

of course, as Lear's misfortunes thicken.]

[Footnote 175: This difference, however, must not be pressed too far;

nor must we take Kent's retort,

Now by Apollo, king,

Thou swear'st thy gods in vain,

for a sign of disbelief. He twice speaks of the gods in another manner

(I. i. 185, III. vi. 5), and he was accustomed to think of Lear in his

'prayers' (I. i. 144).]

[Footnote 176: The 'clown' in _Antony and Cleopatra_ is merely an old

peasant. There is a fool in _Timon of Athens_, however, and he appears

in a scene (II. ii.) generally attributed to Shakespeare. His talk

sometimes reminds one of Lear's fool; and Kent's remark, 'This is not

altogether fool, my lord,' is repeated in _Timon_, II. ii. 122, 'Thou

art not altogether a fool.']

[Footnote 177: [This is no obstacle. There could hardly be a stage

tradition hostile to his youth, since he does not appear in Tate's

version, which alone was acted during the century and a half before

Macready's production. I had forgotten this; and my memory must also

have been at fault regarding an engraving to which I referred in the

first edition. Both mistakes were pointed out by Mr. Archer.]]

[Footnote 178: In parts of what follows I am indebted to remarks by

Cowden Clarke, quoted by Furness on I. iv. 91.]

[Footnote 179: See also Note T.]

[Footnote 180: 'Our last and least' (according to the Folio reading).

Lear speaks again of 'this little seeming substance.' He can carry her

dead body in his arms.]

[Footnote 181: Perhaps then the 'low sound' is not merely metaphorical

in Kent's speech in I. i. 153 f.:

answer my life my judgment,

Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least;

Nor are those empty-hearted whose low sound

Reverbs no hollowness.]

[Footnote 182: I. i. 80. 'More ponderous' is the reading of the Folios,

'more richer' that of the Quartos. The latter is usually preferred, and

Mr. Aldis Wright says 'more ponderous' has the appearance of being a

player's correction to avoid a piece of imaginary bad grammar. Does it

not sound more like the author's improvement of a phrase that he thought

a little flat? And, apart from that, is it not significant that it

expresses the same idea of weight that appears in the phrase 'I cannot

heave my heart into my mouth'?]

[Footnote 183: Cf. Cornwall's satirical remarks on Kent's 'plainness' in

II. ii. 101 ff.,--a plainness which did no service to Kent's master. (As

a matter of fact, Cordelia had said nothing about 'plainness.')]

[Footnote 184: Who, like Kent, hastens on the quarrel with Goneril.]

[Footnote 185: I do not wish to complicate the discussion by examining

the differences, in degree or otherwise, in the various cases, or by

introducing numerous qualifications; and therefore I do not add the

names of Macbeth and Lady Macbeth.]

[Footnote 186: It follows from the above that, if this idea were made

explicit and accompanied our reading of a tragedy throughout, it would

confuse or even destroy the tragic impression. So would the constant

presence of Christian beliefs. The reader most attached to these beliefs

holds them in temporary suspension while he is immersed in a

Shakespearean tragedy. Such tragedy assumes that the world, as it is

presented, is the truth, though it also provokes feelings which imply

that this world is not the whole truth, and therefore not the truth.]

[Footnote 187: Though Cordelia, of course, does not occupy the position

of the hero.]

[Footnote 188: _E.g._ in _King Lear_ the servants, and the old man who

succours Gloster and brings to the naked beggar 'the best 'parel that he

has, come on't what will,' _i.e._ whatever vengeance Regan can inflict.

Cf. the Steward and the Servants in _Timon_. Cf. there also (V. i. 23),

'Promising is the very air o' the time ... performance is ever the

duller for his act; and, _but in the plainer and simpler kind of

people_, the deed of saying [performance of promises] is quite out of

use.' Shakespeare's feeling on this subject, though apparently specially

keen at this time of his life, is much the same throughout (cf. Adam in

_As You Like It_). He has no respect for the plainer and simpler kind of

people as politicians, but a great respect and regard for their hearts.]

[Footnote 189: 'I stumbled when I saw,' says Gloster.]

[Footnote 190: Our advantages give us a blind confidence in our

security. Cf. _Timon_, IV. iii. 76,

_Alc._ I have heard in some sort of thy miseries.

_Tim._ Thou saw'st them when I had prosperity.]

[Footnote 191: Biblical ideas seem to have been floating in

Shakespeare's mind. Cf. the words of Kent, when Lear enters with

Cordelia's body, 'Is this the promised end?' and Edgar's answer, 'Or

image of that horror?' The 'promised end' is certainly the end of the

world (cf. with 'image' 'the great doom's image,' _Macbeth_, II. iii.

83); and the next words, Albany's 'Fall and cease,' _may_ be addressed

to the heavens or stars, not to Lear. It seems probable that in writing

Gloster's speech about the predicted horrors to follow 'these late

eclipses' Shakespeare had a vague recollection of the passage in

_Matthew_ xxiv., or of that in _Mark_ xiii., about the tribulations

which were to be the sign of 'the end of the world.' (I do not mean, of

course, that the 'prediction' of I. ii. 119 is the prediction to be

found in one of these passages.)]

[Footnote 192: Cf. _Hamlet_, III. i. 181:

This something-settled matter in his heart,

Whereon his brains still beating puts him thus

From fashion of himself.]

[Footnote 193: I believe the criticism of _King Lear_ which has

influenced me most is that in Prof. Dowden's _Shakspere, his Mind and

Art_ (though, when I wrote my lectures, I had not read that criticism

for many years); and I am glad that this acknowledgment gives me the

opportunity of repeating in print an opinion which I have often

expressed to students, that anyone entering on the study of Shakespeare,

and unable or unwilling to read much criticism, would do best to take

Prof. Dowden for his guide.]

LECTURE IX

MACBETH

_Macbeth_, it is probable, was the last-written of the four great

tragedies, and immediately preceded _Antony and Cleopatra_.[194] In that

play Shakespeare's final style appears for the first time completely

formed, and the transition to this style is much more decidedly visible

in _Macbeth_ than in _King Lear_. Yet in certain respects _Macbeth_

recalls _Hamlet_ rather than _Othello_ or _King Lear_. In the heroes of

both plays the passage from thought to a critical resolution and action

is difficult, and excites the keenest interest. In neither play, as in

_Othello_ and _King Lear_, is painful pathos one of the main effects.

Evil, again, though it shows in _Macbeth_ a prodigious energy, is not

the icy or stony inhumanity of Iago or Goneril; and, as in _Hamlet_, it

is pursued by remorse. Finally, Shakespeare no longer restricts the

action to purely human agencies, as in the two preceding tragedies;

portents once more fill the heavens, ghosts rise from their graves, an

unearthly light flickers about the head of the doomed man. The special

popularity of _Hamlet_ and _Macbeth_ is due in part to some of these

common characteristics, notably to the fascination of the supernatural,

the absence of the spectacle of extreme undeserved suffering, the

absence of characters which horrify and repel and yet are destitute of

grandeur. The reader who looks unwillingly at Iago gazes at Lady Macbeth

in awe, because though she is dreadful she is also sublime. The whole

tragedy is sublime.

In this, however, and in other respects, _Macbeth_ makes an impression

quite different from that of _Hamlet_. The dimensions of the principal

characters, the rate of movement in the action, the supernatural effect,

the style, the versification, are all changed; and they are all changed

in much the same manner. In many parts of _Macbeth_ there is in the

language a peculiar compression, pregnancy, energy, even violence; the

harmonious grace and even flow, often conspicuous in _Hamlet_, have

almost disappeared. The cruel characters, built on a scale at least as

large as that of _Othello_, seem to attain at times an almost superhuman

stature. The diction has in places a huge and rugged grandeur, which

degenerates here and there into tumidity. The solemn majesty of the

royal Ghost in _Hamlet_, appearing in armour and standing silent in the

moonlight, is exchanged for shapes of horror, dimly seen in the murky

air or revealed by the glare of the caldron fire in a dark cavern, or

for the ghastly face of Banquo badged with blood and staring with blank

eyes. The other three tragedies all open with conversations which lead

into the action: here the action bursts into wild life amidst the sounds

of a thunder-storm and the echoes of a distant battle. It hurries

through seven very brief scenes of mounting suspense to a terrible

crisis, which is reached, in the murder of Duncan, at the beginning of

the Second Act. Pausing a moment and changing its shape, it hastes again

with scarcely diminished speed to fresh horrors. And even when the speed

of the outward action is slackened, the same effect is continued in

another form: we are shown a soul tortured by an agony which admits not

a moment's repose, and rushing in frenzy towards its doom. _Macbeth_ is

very much shorter than the other three tragedies, but our experience in

traversing it is so crowded and intense that it leaves an impression not

of brevity but of speed. It is the most vehement, the most concentrated,

perhaps we may say the most tremendous, of the tragedies.

1

A Shakespearean tragedy, as a rule, has a special tone or atmosphere of

its own, quite perceptible, however difficult to describe. The effect of

this atmosphere is marked with unusual strength in _Macbeth_. It is due

to a variety of influences which combine with those just noticed, so

that, acting and reacting, they form a whole; and the desolation of the

blasted heath, the design of the Witches, the guilt in the hero's soul,

the darkness of the night, seem to emanate from one and the same source.

This effect is strengthened by a multitude of small touches, which at

the moment may be little noticed but still leave their mark on the

imagination. We may approach the consideration of the characters and the

action by distinguishing some of the ingredients of this general effect.

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