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 sounded.

Enter MACBETH, as king; Lady MAC

BETH, as queen; LENNOX, ROSSE, Lords, Ladies, Officers, and Attendants.

Macb. Here's our chief guest.

Lady M.

If he had been forgotten,

It had been as a gap in our great feast,

And all thing unbecoming.

Macb. To-night we hold a solemn supper, sir,

And I'll request your presence.

Ban.

Lay your highness'

Command upon me; to the which my duties

Are with a most indissoluble tie

For ever knit.

Macb. Ride you this afternoon?

Ban. Ay, my good lord.

Mach. We should have else desir'd 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 bestow'd
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.
Mach. I wish your horses swift, and sure of foot;
And so I do commend you to their backs.
Farewell.-

Let

every man be master of his time Till seven at night. To make society.

The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself

[Exit BANQUO.

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?

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

Macb. 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 dauntless temper of his mind,

He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour

To act in safety. There is none but he

Whose being I do fear, and under him

My genius is rebuk'd; as, it is said,

Mark Antony's was by Cæsar. 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 plac'd 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 fil'd my mind,'

For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd ;
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 !8-Who's there?

Re-enter Attendant, with two Murderers.

Now, go to the door; and stay there till we call.

[Exit Attendant.

Was it not yesterday we spoke together?
First Murd. It was, so please your highness.
Macb.

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,

—have I FIL'D my mind:] i. e., Defil'd my mind. To file is

here used for to defile, by elision of the preposition.

9 the UTTERANCE!] i. e., To extremity; à l'outrance, Fr.

How you were borne in hand; how cross'd; the instru

ments;

Who wrought with them; and all things else, that might, To half a soul, and to a notion craz'd,

Say, Thus did Banquo.

First Murd

You made it known to us.

Mach. I did so; and went farther, 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 gospell'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 for ever?

First Murd.

We are men, my liege.

Macb. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;

As hounds, and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves, are clep'd

All by the name of dogs: the valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The house-keeper, the hunter, every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him clos'd; 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 Murd.

I am one, my liege,

Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incens'd, that I am reckless what

I do, to spite the world.

First Murd

And I another,

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

To mend it, or be rid on 't.

Macb.

Both of you

True, my lord.

Know Banquo was your enemy.

Second Murd.

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-fac'd 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
Whom 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 Murd.

Perform what you command us.

First Murd.

We shall, my lord,

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,