MACBETH. We should have else desir’d your good advice (Which still hath been both grave and prosperous) In this day’s council; but we’ll take tomorrow. Is’t far you ride? 

 BANQUO. As far, my lord, as will fill up the time ’Twixt this and supper: go not my horse the better, I must become a borrower of the night, For a dark hour or twain. 

 MACBETH. Fail not our feast. 

 BANQUO. My lord, I will not. 

 MACBETH. We hear our bloody cousins are bestow’d In England and in Ireland; not confessing Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers With strange invention. But of that tomorrow, When therewithal we shall have cause of state Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu, Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you? 

 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.]

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, &c.]

Lady Macbeth,

 Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men Our pleasure? 

 SERVANT. They are, my lord, without the palace gate. 

 MACBETH. Bring them before us. 

[Exit Servant.]

 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 

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