Why that's true

Macbeth.

They may be both attack'd—both murder'd too; Well, that's some comfort, 'ere the bat hath flown, A deed of note tremendous shall be done.

Lady Macbeth.

What is it pray?

Macbeth.

Have patience dearest chuck,
You will applaud the deed if I have luck.

How

DUETT.

Tune-I've kiss'd and I've prattled.

many

and wond'rous the actions I've known,

All which have produced much bliss ;

But then of acheivements I'm sure you will own, The greatest indeed is this.

Lady Macbeth,

Whatever it may be, I hope you'll succeed,
And not with a cross be teazed;

But pray when you've acted this wonderful deed,
Will Banquo my dear be pleased?

Macbeth.

So dull and so stupid, dost thou now appear,
You shall be appris'd of this;

If fortune but smile on the action, my dear,
Then Banquo indeed we'll miss.

Lady Macbeth.

Thy riddle indeed now I vow is so deep,

Explain it you must, my dear;

How can you a longing your loving wife keep
For I'm all agog to hear.

SCENE-A Park, the Castle at a Distance.

He needs not us mistrust in acts of death.

He'll walk all the remainder of the way.'

Enter Banquo and Fleance.

A light light.

2. Murderer.

Oh, treachery! Fly, Fleance, fly-fly—fly—
Thou may'st revenge my fall, for I must die.

(Dies-Fleance escapes.

3. Murderer.

We've done but half the work—we've kill'd but

one.