ACT III.
1. SCENE I. Forres. A Room in the Palace.
 (continued)
BANQUO.
 
Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon's. 
 
MACBETH.
 
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot;
 
And so I do commend you to their backs.
 
Farewell.--
 
 
[Exit  Banquo.]
 
 
Let every man be master of his time
 
Till seven at night; to make society
 
The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself
 
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? 
 
ATTENDANT.
 
They are, my lord, without the palace gate. 
 
MACBETH.
 
Bring them before us.
 
 
[Exit Attendant.]
 
 
To be thus is nothing;
 
But to be safely thus:--our fears in Banquo.
 
Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature
 
Reigns that which would be fear'd: 'tis much he dares;
 
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
 
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
 
To act in safety. There is none but he
 
Whose being I do fear: and under him,
 
My genius is rebuk'd; as, it is said,
 
Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
 
When first they put the name of king upon me,
 
And bade them speak to him; then, prophet-like,
 
They hail'd him father to a line of kings:
 
Upon my head they plac'd a fruitless crown,
 
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
 
Thence to be wrench'd with an unlineal hand,
 
No son of mine succeeding. If't be so,
 
For Banquo's issue have I fil'd my mind;
 
For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd;
 
Put rancours in the vessel of my peace
 
Only for them; and mine eternal jewel
 
Given to the common enemy of man,
 
To make them kings, the seed of Banquo kings!
 
Rather than so, come, fate, into the list,
 
And champion me to the utterance!--Who's there?--
 
 
[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? 
 
FIRST MURDERER.
 
It was, so please your highness. 
 
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