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A Restoration Version of Act III 139 

Macb. I wish your Horses swift, and sure of foot. 
Farewel. (Ex. Banquo. 

Let every man be Master of his" time ; 
Till seven at night, to make society 
The more welcome; we will our selves withdraw, 
And be alone till supper. (Exeunt Lords. 

Macdduff departed frowningly, perhaps 
He is grown jealous; he and Banquo must 
Embrace the same Fate. 
Do those men attend our pleasure? 

Serv. They do, and wait without. 

Macb. Bring them before us. (Ex. Servant. 

I am no King til I am safely so. 
My fears stick deep in Banquo's Successors ; 
And in his Royalty of Nature reigns that 
Which wou'd be fear'd. He dares do much; 
And to that dauntless temper of his mind, 
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour 
To act in safety. Under him 
My Genius is rebuk'd : he chid the Sisters 
When first they put the name of King upon me, 
And bad them speak to him. Then, Prophet-like, 
They hail'd him Father to a Line of Kings. 
Upon my head they plac'd a fruitless Crown, 
And put a barren Scepter in my hand: 
Thence to be wrested by anothers Race; 
No Son of mine succeeding; if't be so; 
For Banquo's issue, I have stain'd my soul 
For them : the gracious Duncan I have murder' d : 
Rather than so, I will attempt yet further, 
And blot out, by their bloud, what e're 
Is written of them in the book of Fate. 

Enter Servant, and two Murtherers. 
Wait you without, and stay there till we call. (Ex. Servant