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24 Macbeth [Act I 

Against the use of nature? Present fears 
Are less than horrible imaginings : 
My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, 
Shakes so my single state of man that function i 40 
Is smother'd in surmise, and nothing is 
But what is not. 
Banquo. Look, how our partner's rapt. 

Macbeth [Aside], If chance will have me king, 
why, chance may crown me, 
Without my stir. 

Banquo. New honors come upon him, 

Like our strange garments, cleave not to their 

mould 
But with the aid of use. 

Macbeth. [Aside] Come what come may, 

Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. 

Banquo. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your 

leisure. 
Macbeth. Give me your favour: my dull brain 
was wrought 
With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your 

pains 150 

Are register'd where every day I turn 
The leaf to read them. Let us toward the king. 
[To Banquo] Think upon what hath chanced, 

and at more time, 
The interim having weigh' d it, let us speak 
Our free hearts each to other. 

Banquo. Very gladly.