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I do to spite the world.
And I another
To mend it or be rid l't.
you Know Banquo was your enemy. Both Mur.
True, my lord.
That every minute of his being thrusts
For sundry weighty reasons.
We shall, my lord,
command us. First Mur.
Though our lives-Macb. Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time, 130
I'll come to you anon.
We are resolved, my lord Macb. I 'll call upon you straight : abide within. 140
[Exeunt Murderers. It is concluded : Banquo thy soul's flight, If it find heaven, must find it out to-night. [Exit.
Enter Lady Macbeth and a Servant.
For a few words.
[Exit Lady M.
Nought 's had, all's spent,
Should be without regard : what's done is done. Macb. We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:
She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
Come on ;
Can touch him further. Lady M.
Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks ;
Be bright and jovial among your guests to-night. Macb. So shall I, love; and so, I
be Let your remembrance apply to Banquo; Present him eminence, both with eye
Disguising what they are.
You must leave this. Macb. O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife !
Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives. Lady M. But in them nature's copy 's not eterne. Macb. There's comfort yet; they are assailable ;
Then be thou jocund: ere the bat hath flown 40
What's to be done?
Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,
And with thy bloody and invisible hand
A park near the palace.
Enter three Murderers.
Macbeth. Sec. Mur. He needs not our mistrust; since he delivers
Our offices, and what we have to do,
To the direction just.
Then stand with us.
the lated traveller apace