Macbeth: Act 3, Scene 3
Enter three MURDERERS.
1But who did bid thee join with us?
2He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
3Our offices and what we have to do
4To the direction just.
Then stand with us.
5The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day;
6Now spurs the lated traveller apace
7To gain the timely inn; and near approaches
8The subject of our watch.
Hark! I hear horses.
BANQUO (From offstage.)
9Give us a light there, ho!
Then 'tis he; the rest
10That are within the note of expectation
11Already are i' the court.
His horses go about.
12Almost a mile: but he does usually,
13So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
14Make it their walk.
A light, a light!
Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch.
16It will be rain tonight.
Let it come down.
[They set upon Banquo.]
17O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
18Thou mayst revenge. O slave!
[Dies. Fleance escapes.]
19Who did strike out the light?
Wast not the way?
20There's but one down; the son is fled.
We have lost
21Best half of our affair.
22Well, let's away, and say how much is done.