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LADY

To bed, to bed! There’s knocking at the gate. Come, come, come, come, give
me your hand. What’s done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
Exit.

DOCTOR
Will she go now to bed?

GENTLEWOMAN

Directly.

DOCTOR

Foul whisperings are abroad, unnatural deeds
Do breed unnatural troubles; infected minds
To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets.
More need she the divine than the physician. [70]

God, God forgive us all! Look after her,
Remove from her the means of all annoyance
And still keep eyes upon her. So, good night.
My mind she has mated, and amazed my sight.

I think, but dare not speak.

GENTLEWOMAN
Good night, good doctor.
Exeunt.

Scene II IT

Drum and colours. Enter Menteth, Cathness, Angus, Lennox, Soldiers.

MENTETH
The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
His uncle Seyward and the good Macduff.
Revenges burn in them; for their dear causes
Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm

Excite the mortified man.