2. Murderer. It was unfortunate we miss'd his son. 1. Murderer. Well, let's away and tell how much is done. (Exit SCENE-A Room of State. Enter Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Rosse, Lenox, and Company to a banquet. Macbeth. Come, gentlemen, be seated-pray make free. Lady Macbeth. Give all a hearty welcome, Sir, for me. Macbeth. I'll in the middle sit-in mirth abound, MACBETH TRAVESTIE. Enter the 1st. Murderer. What do I see? there's blood upon thy face 1. Murderer. 'Tis Banquo's. (Apart, Macbeth. Then 'tis in a proper place. 1. Murderer. His throat is cut-I did that noble part. Macbeth. An honourable cut-throat then thou art- 1. Murderer. He, royal sir, escaped us in the pother. Macbeth. Then comes my fit again-I'd else been whole, And founded as the rock; but now my soul With saucy doubts and fears is rack'd and teased. Lady Macbeth. Come, royal sir, you do not give the cheer. (The Ghost of Banquo rises and sits in Macbeth's chair.) Macbeth. How happy we should be were Banquo here. Rosse. He ought to be asham'd his word to break. (Macbeth going to sit down in the The table's full ! Here is a place, sir. Lenox. Macbeth. Where? Lenox, Here, my good lord; here is your highness's chair. Macbeth. Which of cut this fellow's throat, I say? you Whose throat? All. Macbeth. Thou can'st not say 'twas. I-away! Rosse. His Majesty is very ill I see. Lady Macbeth. Sit still-he's drank too freely of his And often raves when he has got a sup—(24) He'll soon be sober-turn away your eyes, For if remark'd, his cholar will arise. Are you a man? (Apart to Macbeth, Macbeth. Aye, and a bold one too, To look on that would shock the dev'l to view. Lady Macbeth.. Hut tut (25)—all fancy-idle fear I know. Macbeth. Prithee, see there! behold! behold! look! lo?Why what care I? If thou canst glare aboutThy mouth, too, open-damn it, sir, speak out. If I stand here I saw him. (Ghost vanishes. Fie for shame Lady Macbeth. Your noble friends do lack you you're to blame. |