And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not, 120
For certain friends that are both his and mine,
Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall
Who I myself struck down; and thence it is
That I to your assistance do make love, 124
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.
Sec. Mur. We shall, my lord,
Perform what you command us.
First Mur. Though our lives—
Macb. Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most 128
I will advise you where to plant yourselves,
Acquaint you with the perfect spy o' the time,
The moment on 't; for 't must be done to-night,
And something from the palace; always thought
That I require a clearness: and with him— 133
To leave no rubs nor botches in the work—
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me 136
Than is his father's, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;
I'll come to you anon.
Murderers. We are resolv'd, my lord.
Macb. I'll call upon you straight: abide within.
It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul's flight, 141
If it find heaven, must find it out to-night. Exeunt.
120 avouch it: assume responsibility for it
121 For: for the sake of
130 spy o' the time: instructions as to time
132 something from: some distance from
always thought: it being kept in mind
133 clearness: freedom from suspicion
134 rubs: mischances
