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Macbeth, II. i

Of his own chamber and us'd their very daggers,

That they have done 't?

Lady M.Who dares receive it other,

As we shall make our griefs and clamour roar

Upon his death?

Macb.I am settled, and bend up

Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.

Away, and mock the time with fairest show:

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

Exeunt.

 

Ban. How goes the night, boy?

Fle. The moon is down; I have not heard the clock.

Ban. And she goes down at twelve.

Fle. I take 't, 'tis later, sir.

Ban. Hold, take my sword. There's husbandry in heaven;

Their candles are all out. Take thee that too.

A heavy summons lies like lead upon me,

And yet I would not sleep: merciful powers!

Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature

Gives way to in repose.

Give me my sword.—

Who's there?

Macb. A friend.

 80 corporal agent: bodily faculty  4 husbandry: economy

6 summons: i.e., sleepiness

