Page 2115 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

BANQUO

Let your highness
Command upon me, to the which my duties
Are with a most indissoluble tie

Forever knit.

MACBETH

Ride you this afternoon?

BANQUO
Ay, my good lord.

MACBETH
We should have else desired your good advice, [20]
Which still hath been both grave and prosperous,
In this day’s council; but we’ll take tomorrow.

Is’t far you ride?

BANQUO

As far, my lord, as will fill up the time
’Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night

For a dark hour or twain.

MACBETH

Fail not our feast.

BANQUO
My lord, I will not.

MACBETH
We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed
In England and in Ireland, not confessing [30]
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers

With strange invention. But of that tomorrow,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse. Adieu