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Act II, Scene 4
1Outside Macbeth’s castle.
2Enter Ross and an old Man.
3Old ManThreescore and ten I can remember well:
Within the volume of which time I have seen
Hours dreadful and things strange; but this sore night
Hath trifled former knowings.
4RossAh, good father,
Thou seest, the heavens, as troubled with man’s act,
Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock, ’tis day,
And yet dark night strangles the travelling lamp:
Is’t night’s predominance, or the day’s shame,
That darkness does the face of earth entomb,
When living light should kiss it?
5Old Man’Tis unnatural,
Even like the deed that’s done. On Tuesday last,
A falcon, towering in her pride of place,
Was by a mousing owl hawk’d at and kill’d.
6RossAnd Duncan’s horses—a thing most strange and certain—
Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race,
Turn’d wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out,
Contending ’gainst obedience, as they would make
War with mankind.
7Old Man’Tis said they eat each other.
8RossThey did so, to the amazement of mine eyes
That look’d upon’t. Here comes the good Macduff.
9Enter Macduff.
10How goes the world, sir, now?
11MacduffWhy, see you not?
12RossIs’t known who did this more than bloody deed?
13MacduffThose that Macbeth hath slain.
14RossAlas, the day!
What good could they pretend?
15MacduffThey were suborn’d:
Malcolm and Donalbain, the king’s two sons,
Are stol’n away and fled; which puts upon them
Suspicion of the deed.
16Ross’Gainst nature still!
Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up
Thine own life’s means! Then ’tis most like
The sovereignty will fall upon Macbeth.
17MacduffHe is already named, and gone to Scone
To be invested.
18RossWhere is Duncan’s body?
19MacduffCarried to Colmekill,
The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.
20RossWill you to Scone?
21MacduffNo, cousin, I’ll to Fife.
22RossWell, I will thither.
23MacduffWell, may you see things well done there: adieu!
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!
24RossFarewell, father.
25Old ManGod’s benison go with you; and with those
That would make good of bad, and friends of foes! Exeunt.