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Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;
Present him eminence, both with eye and tongue:
Unsafe the while, that we
Must lave our honours in these flattering streams;
And make our faces vizards to our hearts,
Disguising what they are.[1]
It is true, that Macbeth is with difficulty wrought to the murder of his gracious King; but it is not true, that he discovers any hesitation and dulness to dare,[2] after he has imbrued his hands in the blood of Duncan. When once he enters the path of guilt, he treads it with resolute rapidity:—
