Those of his chamber, as it seemed, had done'tTheir hands and faces were all badged with bloodSo were their daggers, which unwipe we foundNo man's life was to be trusted with them
Macbeth admits to killing the guards in his rage and anger.
Oh, yet I do repent me of my furyThat I did kill them
Wherefore did you so?
Who can be wise, amazed, temp'rate, and furious. Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No, man Th' expedition of my violent love Outrun the pauser, reason. Here lay Duncan. His silver skin laced with his golden blood, And his gashed stabs looked like a breach in nature. For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers, Steeped in the colors of their trade, their daggers Unmannerly breached with gore. Who could refrain. That had a heart to love, and in heart courage to make 's love known
Macbeth explains why he killed the guards and tried to gain empathy from the men.
Look to the lady!
Lady Macbeth faints after seeing and hearing about King Duncan's death.(She faints to distract the men from Macbeth