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Scene IV] Macbeth 69 Lennox. Here is a place reserv'd, sir. Macbeth. Where ? Lennox. Here, my good lord. What is't that moves your highness? Macbeth. Which of you have done this? Lords. ' What, my good lord? Macbeth. Thou canst not say I did it: never shake 50 Thy gory locks at me. Ross. Gentlemen, rise ; his highness is not well. Lady Macbeth. Sit, worthy friends : my lord is often thus, And hath been from his youth : pray you, keep seat ; The fit is momentary ; upon a thought He will again be well : if much you note him, You shall offend him and extend his passion : Feed, and regard him not. [To Macbeth] Are you a man? Macbeth. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. Lady Macbeth. O proper stuff ! 60 This is the very painting of your fear : This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts, Impostors to true fear, would well become A woman's story at a winter's fire, Authoriz'd by her grandam. Shame itself ! Why do you make such faces? When all's done,
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