Macbeth

We would spend it in some words upon that business,

If you would grant the time.

BANQUO At your kind'st leisure.

MACBETH

If you shall cleave to my consent, when 'tis,26

It shall make honor for you.

BANQUO So I lose none

In seeking to augment it, but still keep

My bosom franchised and allegiance clear,29

I shall be counseled.30

MACBETH Good repose the while.

BANQUO

Thanks, sir. The like to you.

Exeunt Banquo [and Fleance].

MACBETH [To Servant]

Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready,

She strike upon the bell. Get thee to bed. Exit [Servant].

Is this a dagger which I see before me,

The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.

I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.

Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible

To feeling as to sight? or art thou but

A dagger of the mind, a false creation

Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?40

I see thee yet, in form as palpable

As this which now I draw.

Thou marshal'st me the way that I was going,

And such an instrument I was to use.

45 Mine eyes are made the fools o' th' other senses, Or else worth all the rest. I see thee still,

47 And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing.