The Tragedy of Macbeth
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Act III, Scene 3
A park near the palace.
[Enter three Murderers]
- First Murderer. But who did bid thee join with us?
- Third Murderer. Macbeth.
- Second Murderer. He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just.
- First Murderer. Then stand with us.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
The subject of our watch.
- Third Murderer. Hark! I hear horses.
- Banquo. [Within] Give us a light there, ho!
- Second Murderer. Then 'tis he: the rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i' the court.
- First Murderer. His horses go about.
- Third Murderer. Almost a mile: but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.
- Second Murderer. A light, a light!
[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch]
- Third Murderer. 'Tis he.
- First Murderer. Stand to't.
- Banquo. It will be rain to-night.
- First Murderer. Let it come down.
[They set upon BANQUO]
- Banquo. O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
Thou mayst revenge. O slave!
[Dies. FLEANCE escapes]
- Third Murderer. Who did strike out the light?
- First Murderer. Wast not the way?
- Third Murderer. There's but one down; the son is fled.
- Second Murderer. We have lost
Best half of our affair.
- First Murderer. Well, let's away, and say how much is done.