Page 2118 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Our point of second meeting. Do you find
Your patience so predominant in your nature
That you can let this go? Are you so gospelled,
To pray for this good man and for his issue,

Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave,
And beggared yours for ever?

FIRST MURDERER
We are men, my liege. [90]

MACBETH
Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,

Shoughs, water-rugs, and demi-wolves are clept
All by the name of dogs. The valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The house-keeper, the hunter, every one

According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive
Particular addition from the bill
That writes them all alike. And so of men. [100]

Now, if you have a station in the file,
Not i’the worst rank of manhood, say’t,
And I will put that business in your bosoms,
Whose execution takes your enemy off,

Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life,
Which in his death were perfect.

SECOND MURDERER
I am one, my liege,

Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Hath so incensed that I am reckless what I do
To spite the world.

FIRST MURDERER
And I another, [110]
So weary with disaster, tugged with fortune,