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50 Macbeth [Act II 

Outrun the pauser reason. Here lay Duncan, 

His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood, 

And his gash'd stabs look'd like a breach in nature 

For ruin's wasteful entrance : there, the murderers, 100 

Steep'd in the colours of their trade, their daggers 

Unmannerly breech'd with gore : who could re- 

* frain, 

That had a heart to love, and in that heart 

Courage to make's love known? 

Lady Macbeth. Help me hence, ho ! 

[She faints. 

Macduff. Look to the lady. 
Malcolm. [Aside to Donalbain] Why do we 
hold our tongues, 
That most may claim this argument for ours ? 

Donalbain. [Aside to Malcolm] What should 
be spoken here, where our fate, 
Hid in an auger-hole, may rush, and seize us 
Let us away; our tears are not yet brew'cl. 

Malcolm. [Aside to Donalbain] Nor our strong 

sorrow upon the foot of motion. - no 

Banquo. Look to the lady : 

[Lady Macbeth is carried out. 
And when we have our naked frailties hid, 
That suffer in exposure, let us meet 

105. Does Lady Macbeth faint or pretend to?