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As the weird women promised; and, I fear,
Thou playedst 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 ? (Flourish of Trumpets & Drums
But hush; no more.
Enter MACBETH, as King ; Seyton, LENOX, Rosse, and

Mach. (To Banquo.] Here's our chief guest :
If he had been forgotten,
It had been as a gap in our great feast,
And all things unbecoming.
To-night we hold a solemn supper, sir,
And I'll request your presence.

Ban. Let your highness
Command upon me; to the which, my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie
Forever knit.

Macb. Ride you this afternoon ?
Ban. Ay, my good lord.

Macb. 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 to-morrow.
Is't far you ride ?
Ban. 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.

Macb. Fail not our feast.
Ban. My lord, I will not.

Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England, and in Ireland ; not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention : But of that to-morrow;
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 ?

Ban. Ay, my good lord; our time does call

upon us. Macb. I wish your horses swift, and sure of foot; And so I do commend you to their backs. Farewell.

[Exeunt Banquo and Fleance, L. 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, Heaven be with you!

[Exeunt all but Macbeth and Seyton, m. D. Sirrah, a word : Attend those men our pleasure ?

Sey. They are, my lord, without the palace gate.

Mach. Bring them before us.- (Exit Seyton, L.
To be thus, is nothing
But to be safely thus :-Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep:
He chid the sisters,
When first they put the name of King upon me,
And bade them speak to him; then, prophet-like,
They hailed 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 wrenched with an unlineal hand.
No son of mine succe

ceeding. If it be so,
For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind;
For them, the gracious Duncan have I murdered ;
Put rancours 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?

Enter Seyron, with two OFFICERS, L.- -Exit Seyton, L. Was it not yesterday we spoke together ?

1st Off: It was, so please your highness.

Macb. Well then, now,
Have you considered of my speeches?
D) you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature,
That you can let this go? Are you so gospelleu,

pray for this good man, and for his issue, Wise heavy band bath bowed you to the grave,

And beggared yours forever?

2d Off. 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.

1st OfAnd I another,
So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune,
That I would set my life on any chance,
To mend it, or be rid on't.

Macb. Both of you
Know Banquo was your enemy.

1st Of. True, my lord.

Macb. 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 bare-faced power sweep him from my sight, And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not, For sundry weighty reasons.

21 Of: We shall, my lord, Perform what you command us

1st Off. Though our lives--
Macb. 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 ; for’t must be done to-night,
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.

1st Off. We are resolved, my lord.
Macb. I'll call upon you straight; abide within.

Exeunt Officers, L
It is concluded :-Banquo, thy soul's flight,
If it find heaven, must find it out to-night. [Exit l.

Enter Lady MACBETH, as Queen, and Sexton, R. Lały M. Is Banquo gone from court ?

Sey. Ay, madam; but returns again to-night.

Lady M. Say to the King, I would attend bis leisure For a few words. Sey. Madam, I will.

[Exit, L. Lady M. Naught'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.

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 remedy
Should be without regard: what's done, is done.

Macb. We have scotched the snake, not killed 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 place, have sent to peace,
Than on the torture of the mind to lie,
In restless ecstacy. Duncan is in his grave;
After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well ;
Treason has done his worst; nor steel, nor poison,
Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
Can touch him further!

[Retires, R.
Lady M. Come on; gentle my lord,
Sleek o'er your rugged looks ; be bright and jovial
Among your guests to-night.

Macb. Oh, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! Thou know'st that Banquo and his Fleance live.

Lady M. But in them nature's copy's not eterne.

Mach. There's comfort yet : they are assailable. Then be thou jocund; ere the bat hath flown His cloistered Hight; ere, to black Hecate's summons, The shard-bone beetle, with his drowsy hums, Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.

Lady M. What's to be done ?

Mach. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed.—Come, seel'ng* night, Skarf


the tender eye of pitiful day; And, with thy bloody and invisible hand, Cancel, and tear to pieces, that great bond Which keeps me pale !-Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood : Good things of day begin to droop and drowse, While night's black agents to their prey

do rouse. Thou marvell’st at my words : but hold thee still ; Things, bad begun, make strong themselves by ill.

[Exeunt, L. Scene III.-A Park, near the Palace, at Fores.

Enter the Two OFFICERS, L. 1st Of The west yet glimmers with some streaks of

day : Now spurs

the lated traveller apace,
To gain the timely inn, and near approaches
The subject of our watch.

2d Off. Hark! I hear horses.
Banquo. [Within. Give us a light, there, ho '

1st Off. Then it is he; the rest
That are within the note of expectation,
Already are i’ the court.
2d Of His horses go

about. 1st Of. Almost a mile; bu

he does usually, So all men do, from hence to the palace gate, lake it their walk.

2d Off: A light, a light ! 1st Of: 'Tis he.

Enter FLEANCE, with a Torch, and BANQUO, R. Ban. It will be rain to-night.

[Exeunt Fleance and Banquo, L. 1st Off. Let it come down.

[Ereunt, L. Ban. [Within.] Oh, treachery! Fly, good Fleance,

fly, fly, fly!Fle. ( Within, L.] Murder! murder! murder !

* Seeler (French) to seal, to close the eyes,

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