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Lady Macbeth:
I pray you, speak not; he grows worse and worse;
Question enrages him. At once, good night:—
Stand not upon the order of your going,
But go at once.
Lennox:
Good night; and better health
Attend his Majesty!
Lady Macbeth:
A kind good night to all!
(Exeunt all Lords and Attendants.)
Macbeth:
It will have blood, they say, blood will have blood.
Stones have been known to move, and trees to speak;
Augurs, and understood relations, have
By magot-pies, and choughs, and rooks, brought forth
The secret’st man of blood.—What is the night?
Lady Macbeth:
Almost at odds with morning, which is which.
Macbeth:
How say’st thou, that Macduff denies his person
At our great bidding?
Lady Macbeth:
Did you send to him, sir?
Macbeth:
I hear it by the way; but I will send.
There’s not a one of them but in his house
I keep a servant fee’d. I will tomorrow
(And betimes I will) to the Weird Sisters:
More shall they speak; for now I am bent to know,
By the worst means, the worst. For mine own good,
All causes shall give way: I am in blood
Stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o’er.
Strange things I have in head, that will to hand,
Which must be acted ere they may be scann’d.
Lady Macbeth:
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
Macbeth:
Come, we’ll to sleep. My strange and self-abuse
Is the initiate fear that wants hard use.
We are yet but young in deed.
(Exeunt.)