Page 2144 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Enter Lennox.

LENNOX
What’s your grace’s will?

MACBETH
Saw you the Weird Sisters?

LENNOX
No, my lord.

MACBETH
Came they not by you?

LENNOX
No, indeed, my lord.

MACBETH
Infected be the air whereon they ride,

And damned all those that trust them. I did hear
The galloping of horse. Who was’t came by?

LENNOX
’Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word [140]
Macduff is fled to England.

MACBETH
Fled to England!

LENNOX

Ay, my good lord.

MACBETH

Time, thou anticipat’st my dread exploits.
The flighty purpose never is o’ertook
Unless the deed go with it. From this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be