Speeches (Lines) for Second Murderer
in "Macbeth"

Total: 6

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1

III,1,1124

Macbeth. Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men;
As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,
Shoughs, water-rugs and demi-wolves, are clept
All by the name of dogs: the valued file
Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,
The housekeeper, the hunter, every one
According to the gift which bounteous nature
Hath in him closed; whereby he does receive
Particular addition. from the bill
That writes them all alike: and so of men.
Now, if you have a station in the file,
Not i' the worst rank of manhood, say 't;
And I will put that business in your bosoms,
Whose execution takes your enemy off,
Grapples you to the heart and love of us,
Who wear our health but sickly in his life,
Which in his death were perfect.

Second Murderer. I am one, my liege,
Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world
Have so incensed that I am reckless what
I do to spite the world.


2

III,1,1146

Macbeth. So is he mine; and in such bloody distance,
That every minute of his being thrusts
Against my near'st of life: and though I could
With barefaced power sweep him from my sight
And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,
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,
Masking the business from the common eye
For sundry weighty reasons.

Second Murderer. We shall, my lord,
Perform what you command us.


3

III,3,1236

Third Murderer. Macbeth.

Second Murderer. He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers
Our offices and what we have to do
To the direction just.


4

III,3,1246

Banquo. [Within] Give us a light there, ho!

Second Murderer. Then 'tis he: the rest
That are within the note of expectation
Already are i' the court.


5

III,3,1253

Third Murderer. Almost a mile: but he does usually,
So all men do, from hence to the palace gate
Make it their walk.

Second Murderer. A light, a light!


6

III,3,1266

Third Murderer. There's but one down; the son is fled.

Second Murderer. We have lost
Best half of our affair.


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