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Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!
Rosse. Farewell, father.
Old M. God's benison go with you; and with those, That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!
Enter BANQUO. Ban. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all, As the weird women promis’d; and, I fear, Thou play'dst most foully for’t : yet it was said, It should not stand in thy posterity; 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.
Senet sounded. Enter MACBETH, as King; Lady Mac
BETH, as Queen ; LENOX, Rosse, Lords, Ladies, and Attendants.
Macb. Here's our chief guest.
If he had been forgotten,
Macb. To-night we hold a solemn supper, sir,
Let your highness
Command upon me, to the which my duties
Macb. Ride you this afternoon ?
Macb. We should have else desir'd your good advice
Ban. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time
Fail not our feast.
Macb. We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd
2- Let your highness
Command upon me,] So the old copies, which it seems unnecessary to alter to either Lay, as was done by Davenant in his alteration of “ Macbeth,” or to Set, which was recommended by Monck Mason. It is to be admitted, however, that the expression was by no means usual.
3 — but we'll take to-morrow.] Malone persisted in changing “ take” to talk, but without the slightest pretence, the meaning being quite obvious. This is one of the instances in which opposition to Steevens induced Malone to persevere in a decided error, with what Mr. Amyot truly calls “ a parade of misapplied authorities.”
Till supper-time alone : while then, God be with you.
[Exeunt Lady MACBETH, Lords, Ladies, &c. Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men Our pleasure ?
Atten. They are, my lord, without the palace gate.
thus is nothing,
4 For Banquo's issue have I fild my mind :) i. e. Defiled my mind. To “ file" is often used for to defile, by elision of the preposition. We meet with it in Rowland's “ Looke to It, for Ile Stabbe Yee,” 1604,“ Ile fyle no hands upon thee.”- Sign. D 3 b. Other authorities are needless.
s – the seeds of Banquo kings !) So the old copies, which there is no sufficient reason for abandoning, especially as Macbeth is speaking of Banquo's issue throughout in the plural.
6 And champion me to the UTTERANCE !] i.e. To extremity; à l'outrance, Fr.
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?
1 Mur. 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, How you were borne in hand; how cross’d; the instru
ments; Who wrought with them; and all things else, that
You made it known to us.
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 cleped 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
' - the valued file] i. e. the “ file” or list in which they are valued.
That writes them all alike; and so of men.
I am one, my liege,
And I another,
Both of you
True, my lord. Mach. 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. 2 Mur.
We shall, my lord, Perform what you command us. 1 Mur.
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,