To do worse to you were fell cruelty, you! I dare abide no longer. L. Macd. Heaven preserve [Exit. Whither should I fly? I have done no harm. But I remember now I am in this earthly world, where to do harm To say I have done no harm?—What are these faces? Enter Murderers. First Mur. Where is your husband? L. Macd. I hope, in no place so unsanctified First Mur. Son. Thou liest, thou shag-ear'd villain! 80 He's a traitor. What, you egg! [Stabbing him. Young fry of treachery! Son. He has kill'd me, mother: Run away, I pray you! [Dies. [Exit Lady Macduff, crying Murderer!' Exeunt murderers, following her. Scene III. England. Before the King's palace. Mal. Let us seek out some desolate shade, and there Macd. Mal. Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men 10 What I believe, I'll wail; something You may deserve of him through me; and wisdom To appease an angry god. Macd. I am not treacherous. Mal. But Macbeth is. A good and virtuous nature may recoil 19 In an imperial charge. But I shall crave your pardon; Macd. I have lost my hopes. Mal. Perchance even there where I did find my doubts. Those precious motives, those strong knots of love, Let not my jealousies be your dishonours, But mine own safeties. You may be rightly just, Macd. Bleed, bleed, poor country: 31 Great tyranny, lay thou thy basis sure, For goodness dare not check thee: wear thou thy wrongs; The title is affeer'd. Fare thee well, lord: I would not be the villain that thou think'st For the whole space that's in the tyrant's grasp And the rich East to boot. Mal. Be not offended: I speak not as in absolute fear of you. I think our country sinks beneath the yoke; Macd. ever, 40 What should he be? 50 Mal. It is myself I mean: in whom I know That, when they shall be open'd, black Macbeth With my confineless harms. Macd. Mal. Not in the legions Of horrid hell can come a devil more damın'd I grant him bloody, That has a name: but there's no bottom, none, 60 Macd. Mal. All continent impediments would o'erbear, Boundless intemperance As will to greatness dedicate themselves, With this there grows 70 80 |