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ROSS. Will you to Scone?
MACDUFF. No, cousin, I'll to Fife.

ROSS. Well, I will thither.
MACDUFF. Well, may you see things well done there.

Adieu,
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!

ROSS. Farewell, father.
OLD MAN. God's benison go with you and with those

That would make good of bad and friends of foes!
Exeunt.

ACT III. SCENE I.
Forres. The palace.

Enter Banquo.
BANQUO. Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,

As the weird women promised, and I fear
Thou play'dst most foully for't; yet it was said

It should not stand in thy posterity,
But that myself should be the root and father

Of many kings. If there come truth from them
(As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine)

Why, by the verities on thee made good,
May they not be my oracles as well

And set me up in hope? But hush, no more.
Sennet sounds. Enter Macbeth as King, Lady Macbeth

as Queen, Lennox, Ross, Lords, Ladies, and Attendants.
MACBETH. Here's our chief guest.

LADY MACBETH. If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast

And all thing unbecoming.
MACBETH. Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir,

And I'll request your presence.
BANQUO. Let your Highness

Command upon me, to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie

Forever knit.
MACBETH. Ride you this afternoon?

BANQUO. Ay, my good lord.
MACBETH. We should have else desired your good advice,

Which still hath been both grave and prosperous
In this day's council; but we'll take tomorrow.

Is't far you ride'!
BANQUO. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time

'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night

For a dark hour or twain.
MACBETH. Fail not our feast.

BANQUO. My lord, I will not.
MACBETH. We hear our bloody cousins are bestow'd

In England and in Ireland, not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers

With strange invention. But of that tomorrow,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state

Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse; adieu,
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?

BANQUO. Ay, my good lord. Our time does call upon 's.
MACBETH. I wish your horses swift and sure of foot,

And so I do commend you to their backs.
Farewell. Exit Banquo.

Let every man be master of his time
Till seven at night; to make society

The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself
Till supper time alone. While then, God be with you!

Exeunt all but Macbeth and an Attendant.
Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men

Our pleasure?
ATTENDANT. They are, my lord, without the palace gate.

MACBETH. Bring them before us. Exit Attendant.
To be thus is nothing,

But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo.
Stick deep, and in his royalty of nature

Reigns that which would be fear'd. 'Tis much he dares,
And, to that dauntlesstemper of his mind,

He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor
To act in safety. There is none but he

Whose being I do fear; and under him
My genius is rebuked, as it is said

Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of King upon me

And bade them speak to him; then prophet-like
They hail'd him father to a line of kings.

Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,

Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
No son of mine succeeding. If't be so,

For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind,
For them the gracious Duncan have I murther'd,

Put rancors in the vessel of my peace
Only for them, and mine eternal jewel

Given to the common enemy of man,
To make them kings -the seed of Banquo kings!

Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list,
And champion me to the utterance! Who's there?

Re-enter Attendant, with two Murtherers.
Now go to the door, and stay there till we call.

Exit Attendant.
Was it not yesterday we spoke together?

FIRST MURTHERER. It was, so please your Highness.
MACBETH. Well then, now

Have you consider'd of my speeches? Know
That it was he in the times past which held you

So under fortune, which you thought had been
Our innocent self? This I made good to you

In our last conference, pass'd in probation with you:
How you were borne in hand, how cross'd, the instruments,

Who wrought with them, and all things else that might
To half a soul and to a notion crazed

Say, "Thus did Banquo."
FIRST MURTHERER. You made it known to us.

MACBETH. I did so, and went further, which is now
Our point of second meeting. Do you find

Your patience so predominant in your nature,
That you can let this go? Are you so gospel'd,

To pray for this good man and for his issue,
Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave

And beggar'd yours forever?
FIRST MURTHERER. We are men, my liege.

MACBETH. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,

Shoughs, waterrugs, and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs. The valued file

Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The housekeeper, the hunter, every one

According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive

Particular addition, from the bill
That writes them all alike; and so of men.

Now if you have a station in the file,
Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say it,

And I will put that business in your bosoms
Whose execution takes your enemy off,

Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life,

Which in his death were perfect.
SECOND MURTHERER. I am one, my liege,

Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incensed that I am reckless what

I do to spite the world.
FIRST MURTHERER. And I another

So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune,
That I would set my life on any chance,

To mend it or be rid on't.
MACBETH. Both of you

Know Banquo was your enemy.
BOTH MURTHERERS. True, my lord.

MACBETH. So is he mine, and in such bloody distance
That every minute of his being thrusts

Against my near'st of life; and though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight

And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
For certain friends that are both his and mine,

Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down. And thence it is

That I to your assistance do make love,
Masking the business from the common eye

For sundry weighty reasons.
SECOND MURTHERER. We shall, my lord,

Perform what you command us.
FIRST MURTHERER. Though our lives-

MACBETH. Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,

Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,
The moment on't; fort must be done tonight

And something from the palace (always thought
That I require a clearness); and with him-

To leave no rubs nor botches in the work-
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,

Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father's, must embrace the fate

Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;
I'll come to you anon.

BOTH MURTHERERS. We are resolved, my lord.
MACBETH. I'll call upon you straight. Abide within.

Exeunt Murtherers.
It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul's flight,

If it find heaven, must find it out tonight. Exit.
SCENE II.

The palace.
Enter Lady Macbeth and a Servant.

LADY MACBETH. Is Banquo gone from court?
SERVANT. Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.

LADY MACBETH. Say to the King I would attend his leisure
For a few words.

SERVANT. Madam, I will. Exit.
LADY MACBETH. Nought's had, all's spent,

Where our desire is got without content.
'Tis safer to be that which we destroy

Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Enter Macbeth.

How now, my lord? Why do you keep alone,
Of sorriest fancies your companions making,

Using those thoughts which should indeed have died
With them they think on? Things without all remedy

Should be without regard. What's done is done.
MACBETH. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it.

She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Remains in danger of her former tooth.

But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,
Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep

In the affliction of these terrible dreams
That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead,

Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,


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