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Scene ill] Macbeth 99 

This comfort with the like! But I have words 
That would be howl'd out in the desert air, 
Where hearing should not latch them. 

Macduff. What concern they ? 

The general cause? or is it a fee-grief 
Due to some single breast? 

Ross. No mind that's honest 

But in it shares some woe, though the main part 
Pertains to you alone. 

Macduff. If it be mine, 

Keep it not from me, quickly let me have it. 200 

Ross. Let not your ears despise my tongue for 
ever, 
Which shall possess them with the heaviest sound 
That ever yet they heard. 

Macduff. Hum ! I guess at it. 

Ross. Your castle is surpris'd ; your wife and 
babes 
Savagely slaughter'd : to relate the manner, 
Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, 
To add the death of you. 

Malcolm. Merciful heaven ! 

What, man ! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows ; 
Give sorrow words : the grief that does not speak 
Whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. 210 

Macduff. My children too? 

Ross. Wife, children, servants, all 

That could be found. 

202. Which: antecedent?