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Macbeth, IV. i.

Stand aye accursed in the calendar!

Come in, without there!

Len. What's your Grace's will?

Macb. Saw you the weird sisters?

Len. No, my lord.

Macb. Came they not by you?

Len. No indeed, my lord.

Macb. Infected be the air whereon they ride,

And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear

The galloping of horse: who was 't came by?

Len. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word

Macduff is fled to England.

Macb. Fled to England!

Len. Ay, my good lord.

Macb. Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits;

The flighty purpose never is o'ertook

Unless the deed go with it; from this moment

The very firstlings of my heart shall be

The firstlings of my hand. And even now,

To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:

The castle of Macduff I will surprise;

Seize upon Fife; give to the edge of the sword

His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls

That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;

This deed I'll do, before this purpose cool:

But no more sights! Where are these gentlemen?

Come, bring me where they are.

 147 firstlings: first offspring

153 trace: follow 