MACDUFF. Well, may you see things well done there. Adieu! Lest our old robes sit easier than our new! 

 ROSS. Farewell, father. 

 OLD MAN. God’s benison go with you; and with those That would make good of bad, and friends of foes! 

[Exeunt.]

 

 ACT III

 SCENE I. Forres. A Room in the Palace.

Enter Banquo.

Banquo

 BANQUO. Thou hast it now, King, Cawdor, Glamis, all, As the Weird Women promis’d; and, I fear, Thou play’dst most foully for’t; yet it was said It should not stand in thy posterity; But that myself should be the root and father Of many kings. If there come truth from them (As upon thee, Macbeth, their speeches shine) Why, by the verities on thee made good, May they not be my oracles as well, And set me up in hope? But hush; no more. 

Sennet sounded. Enter Macbeth as King, Lady Macbeth as Queen; Lennox, Ross, Lords, and Attendants.

Macbeth

Lady Macbeth

Lennox, Ross,

 MACBETH. Here’s our chief guest. 

 LADY MACBETH. If he had been forgotten, It had been as a gap in our great feast, And all-thing unbecoming. 

 MACBETH. Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir, And I’ll request your presence. 

 BANQUO. Let your Highness Command upon me, to the which my duties Are with a most indissoluble tie For ever knit. 

 MACBETH. Ride you this afternoon? 

 BANQUO. Ay, my good lord. 

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