Scene VI. Forres. The palace.

           EnterLennoxandanotherLord

           Lennox:Myformerspeecheshavebuthityourthoughts,

           Whichcaninterpretfurther:only,Isay,

           Thingshavebeenstrangelyborne.ThegraciousDuncan

           WaspitiedofMacbeth:marry,hewasdead:

           Andtheright-valiantBanquowalk’dtoolate;

           Whom,youmaysay,if’tpleaseyou,Fleancekill’d,

           ForFleancefled:menmustnotwalktoolate.

           Whocannotwantthethoughthowmonstrous

           ItwasforMalcolmandforDonalbain

           Tokilltheirgraciousfather?damnedfact!

           HowitdidgrieveMacbeth!didhenotstraight

           Inpiousragethetwodelinquentstear,

           Thatweretheslavesofdrinkandthrallsofsleep?

           Wasnotthatnoblydone?Ay,andwiselytoo;

           For’twouldhaveanger’danyheartalive

           Tohearthemendeny’t.Sothat,Isay,

           Hehasborneallthingswell:andIdothink

           ThathadheDuncan’ssonsunderhiskey—

           As,an’tpleaseheaven,heshallnot—theyshouldfind

           What’tweretokillafather;soshouldFleance.

           But,peace!forfrombroadwordsand’causehefail’d

           Hispresenceatthetyrant’sfeast,Ihear

           Macdufflivesindisgrace:sir,canyoutell

           Wherehebestowshimself?