Act III, Scene 6 Quotes — Macbeth

The gracious Duncan / Was pitied of Macbeth:—marry, he was dead:— / And the right valiant Banquo walk’d too late; / Whom, you may say, if’t please you, Fleance kill’d, / For Fleance fled.

we may again / Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights; / Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives, / Do faithful homage, and receive free honours, / All which we pine for now.

for from broad words, and ’cause he fail’d / His presence at the tyrant’s feast, I hear, / Macduff lives in disgrace.

Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous / It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain / To kill their gracious father? damned fact! / How it did grieve Macbeth!

Some holy angel / Fly to the court of England, and unfold / His message ere he come, that a swift blessing / May soon return to this our suffering country / Under a hand accurs’d!