Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,

3.1.2983As the weird women promised, and I fear

3.1.3984Thou played'st most foully for't. Yet it was said

3.1.4985It should not stand in thy posterity,

3.1.5986But that myself should be the root and father

3.1.6987Of many kings. If there come truth from them,

3.1.7988As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine,

3.1.8989Why, by the verities on thee made good,

3.1.9990May they not be my oracles as well

3.1.10991And set me up in hope? But hush, no more.

Here's our chief guest.

Here's our chief guest. If he had been forgotten,

3.1.12996It had been as a gap in our great feast,

3.1.13997And all-thing unbecoming.

Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir,

3.1.15999And I'll request your presence.

And I'll request your presence. Let your highness

3.1.161001Command upon me, to the which my duties

3.1.171002Are with a most indissoluble tie

3.1.181003Forever knit.

Ride you this afternoon?

Ride you this afternoon? Ay, my good lord.

We should have else desired your good advice,

3.1.211007Which still hath been both grave and prosperous,

3.1.221008In this day's council; but we'll take tomorrow.

3.1.231009Is't far you ride?

As far, my lord, as will fill up the time

3.1.251011'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better,

3.1.261012I must become a borrower of the night

3.1.271013For a dark hour or twain.

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

My lord, I will not.

We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed

3.1.301017In England and in Ireland, not confessing

3.1.311018Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers

3.1.321019With strange invention. But of that tomorrow,

3.1.331020When therewithal we shall have cause of state

3.1.341021Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse--1022adieu

3.1.35Till you return at night. 1023Goes Fleance with you?

Ay, my good lord, our time does call upon's.

I wish your horses swift and sure of foot,

3.1.381026And so I do commend you to their backs.

3.1.391027Farewell.

3.1.401028Let every man be master of his time

3.1.411029Till seven at night. To make society

3.1.421030The sweeter welcome, 1031we will keep ourself

3.1.43Till suppertime alone. 1032While then, God be with you.

3.1.441033Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men

3.1.451034Our pleasure?

They are, my lord, without the palace 1036gate.

Bring them before us.

Bring them before us. 1038To be thus is nothing,

3.1.48But to be safely thus. 1039Our fears in Banquo

3.1.49Stick deep, 1040and in his royalty of nature

3.1.50Reigns that 1041which would be feared. 'Tis much he dares,

3.1.511042And to that dauntless temper of his mind

3.1.521043He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor

3.1.531044To act in safety. There is none but he

3.1.541045Whose being I do fear; and under him

3.1.551046My genius is rebuked, as it is said

3.1.561047Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters

3.1.571048When first they put the name of King upon me

3.1.581049And bade them speak to him. Then, prophet-like,

3.1.591050They hailed him father to a line of kings.

3.1.601051Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown

3.1.611052And put a barren scepter in my grip,

3.1.621053Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand,

3.1.631054No son of mine succeeding. If't be so,

3.1.641055For Banquo's issue have I filed my mind,

3.1.651056For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered,

3.1.661057Put rancors in the vessel of my peace

3.1.671058Only for them, and mine eternal jewel

3.1.681059Given to the common enemy of man

3.1.691060To make them kings, the seeds of Banquo kings.

3.1.701061Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list,

3.1.711062And champion me to th'utterance. 1063Who's there?

3.1.721065[To Servant] Now go to the door and stay there till we call.

3.1.731067Was it not yesterday we spoke together?

It was, so please your highness.

It was, so please your highness. Well then, 1070now,

3.1.75Have you considered of my speeches? 1071Know

3.1.76That it was he in the times past 1072which held you

3.1.77So under fortune, 1073which you thought had been

3.1.78Our innocent self. 1074This I made good to you

3.1.79In our last conference; 1075passed in probation with you

3.1.801076How you were borne in hand, how crossed, 1077the instruments,

3.1.81Who wrought with them, 1078and all things else that might

3.1.821079To half a soul and to a notion crazed

3.1.831080Say, "Thus did Banquo."

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

I did so; 1083and went further which is now

3.1.851084Our point of second meeting. 1085Do you find

3.1.86Your patience so predominant 1086in your nature

3.1.87That you can let this go? 1087Are you so gospelled

3.1.88To pray for this good man 1088and for his issue,

3.1.89Whose heavy hand 1089hath bowed you to the grave

3.1.90And beggared 1090yours forever?

And beggared yours forever? We are men, my liege.

Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,

3.1.921093As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,

3.1.931094Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept

3.1.941095All by the name of dogs. The valued file

3.1.951096Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,

3.1.961097The house-keeper, the hunter, every one

3.1.971098According to the gift which bounteous nature

3.1.981099Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive

3.1.991100Particular addition from the bill

3.1.1001101That writes them all alike. And so of men.

3.1.1011102Now, if you have a station in the file

3.1.1021103Not i'th' worst rank of manhood, say't,

3.1.1031104And I will put that business in your bosoms

3.1.1041105Whose execution takes your enemy off,

3.1.1051106Grapples you to the heart and love of us,

3.1.1061107Who wear our health but sickly in his life,

3.1.1071108Which in his death were perfect.

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

3.1.1081110Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world

3.1.1091111Hath so incensed that I am reckless what I do

3.1.1101112To spite the world.

To spite the world. And I another,

3.1.1111114So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune,

3.1.1121115That I would set my life on any chance

3.1.1131116To mend it or be rid on't.

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

3.1.114Know Banquo was your enemy.

Know Banquo was your enemy. True, my lord.

So is he mine--and in such bloody distance

3.1.1161120That every minute of his being thrusts

3.1.1171121Against my near'st of life. And though I could

3.1.1181122With barefaced power sweep him from my sight

3.1.1191123And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not

3.1.1201124For certain friends that are both his and mine,

3.1.1211125Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall

3.1.1221126Who I myself struck down. And thence it is

3.1.1231127That I to your assistance do make love,

3.1.1241128Masking the business from the common eye

3.1.1251129For sundry weighty reasons.

For sundry weighty reasons. We shall, my lord,

3.1.1261131Perform what you command us.

Perform what you command us. Though our lives--

Your spirits shine through you. 1134Within this hour at most

3.1.1281135I will advise you where to plant yourselves,

3.1.1291136Acquaint you with the perfect spy o'th' time,

3.1.1301137The moment on't, for't must be done tonight,

3.1.1311138And something from the palace--always thought

3.1.1321139That I require a clearness. And with him,

3.1.1331140To leave no rubs nor botches in the work,

3.1.1341141Fleance, his son, that keeps him company,

3.1.1351142Whose absence is no less material to me

3.1.1361143Than is his father's, must embrace the fate

3.1.1371144Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart,

3.1.1381145I'll come to you anon.

I'll come to you anon. We are resolved, my lord.

I'll call upon you straight; abide within.

3.1.1401148It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul's flight,

3.1.1411149If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.