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Scene Hi] Macbeth 49 

I had liv'd a blessed time ; for from this instant 

There's nothing serious in mortality. 

All is but toys : renown and grace is dead ; 

The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees so 

Is left this vault to brag of. 

Enter Malcolm and Donalbain 

Donalbain. What is amiss? 

Macbeth. You are, and do not know't: 

The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood 
Is stopp'd ; the very source of it is stopp'd. 

Macduff. Your royal father's murder'd. 

Malcolm. O, by whom? 

Lennox. Those of his chamber, as it seem'd, 
had done 't: 
Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood ; 
So were their daggers, which unwip'd we found 
Upon their pillows : 

They star'd, and were distracted ; no man's life 
Was to be trusted with them. 

Macbeth. O, yet I do repent me of my fury, 
That I did kill them. 

Macduff. Wherefore did you so? 

Macbeth. Who can be wise, amaz'd, temperate 
and furious, 
Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man: 
The expedition of my violent love 

93. What is the effect upon Macbeth of Macduff's 
direct question? 



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