macbeth act ii, scene 3 (abridged)

opening is thy master stirring?
enter Macbeth our knocking has awaked him; here he comes.
good morrow, both. is the King stirring, worthy thane?
not yet. he did command me to call timely on him: i have almost slipp’d the hour.
i’ll bring you to him. i know this is a joyful trouble to you; but yet ’tis one.
this is the door. i’ll make so bold to call, for ’tis my limited service.
my young remembrance cannot parallel a fellow to it. o horror, horror, horror! tongue nor heart cannot conceive nor name thee!
what’s the matter? confusion now hath made his masterpiece! most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope the lord’s anointed temple, and stole thence the life o’ the building!
mean you his majesty? approach the chamber, and destroy your sight with a new gorgon: do not bid me speak; see, and then speak yourselves.
exeunt macbeth and lennox awake, awake! ring the alarum-bell. murder and treason! Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm! awake! shake off this downy sleep, death’s counterfeit, and look on death itself! up, up, and see the great doom’s image! malcolm! banquo! as from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites, to countenance this horror! ring the bell.
speak, speak! o gentle lady, ’tis not for you to hear what i can speak: the repetition, in a woman’s ear would murder as it fell.
enter banquo. o banquo, banquo our royal master’s murder’d!
the very source of it is stopp’d. your royal father’s murder’d.
o, yet i do repent me of my fury, that i did kill them. wherefore did you so?
help me hence, ho! look to the lady.
against the undivulged pretence i fight of treasonous malice. and so do i.
and meet i’ the hall together. well contented.

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