But screw your courage to the sticking place60
And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep,
Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey62
Soundly invite him, his two chamberlains
Will I with wine and wassail so convince64
That memory, the warder of the brain,65
Shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason66
A limbeck only. When in swinish sleep67
Their drenched natures lies as in a death,
What cannot you and I perform upon
Th' unguarded Duncan? what not put upon70
His spongy officers, who shall bear the guilt
Of our great quell?72
MACBETH Bring forth men-children only;
For thy undaunted mettle should compose73
Nothing but males. Will it not be received,
When we have marked with blood those sleepy two
Of his own chamber and used their very daggers,
That they have done't?77
LADY MACBETH Who dares receive it other,
As we shall make our griefs and clamor roar
Upon his death?
MACBETH I am settled, and bend up
Each corporal agent to this terrible feat.80
Away, and mock the time with fairest show;81
False face must hide what the false heart doth know.
Exeunt.
II.1Enter Banquo, and Fleance, with a torch before him.
BANQUO
How goes the night, boy?