If he had been forgotten, it had been as a gap in our great feast, and all-thing unbecoming.
Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir, and I'll request your presence.
Act 3 Scene 2
How now, my lord! Why do you keep alone, of sorriest fancies your companions making, using those thoughts which should indeed have died with them they think on?
We have scorched the snake, not killed it. She'll close and be herself whilst our poor malice remains in danger of her former tooth.
Act 3 Scene 3
Let it come down.
O treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! Thou may'st revenge - O slave!
Act 3 Scene 4
Thou canst not say I did it. Never shake thy gory locks at me.
Let your highness command upon me, to the which my duties are with a most indissoluble tie forever knit.
Act 3 Scene 5
Why, how now, Hecate! You look angerly.
Have I not reason, beldams as you are? Saucy and overbold, how did you dare to trade and traffic with Macbeth in riddles and affairs of death
Act 3 Scene 6
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts, which can interpret farther. Only I say things have been strangely borne The gracious Duncan was pitied of Macbeth. Marry, he was dead.
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