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Macbeth
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
568 |
[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE bearing a torch before him]
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Macbeth
[II, 1] |
(stage directions) |
608 |
[Exeunt BANQUO and FLEANCE]
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3 |
Macbeth
[III, 1] |
Macbeth |
1036 |
We hear, our bloody cousins are bestow'd
In England and in Ireland, not confessing
Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
With strange invention: but of that to-morrow,
When therewithal we shall have cause of state
Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse: adieu,
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?
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4 |
Macbeth
[III, 1] |
Macbeth |
1149 |
Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most
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—
To leave no rubs nor botches in the work—
Fleance his son, that keeps him company,
Whose absence is no less material to me
Than is his father's, must embrace the fate
Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart:
I'll come to you anon.
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5 |
Macbeth
[III, 2] |
Macbeth |
1210 |
O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife!
Thou know'st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.
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6 |
Macbeth
[III, 3] |
(stage directions) |
1254 |
[Enter BANQUO, and FLEANCE with a torch]
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7 |
Macbeth
[III, 3] |
Banquo |
1260 |
O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!
Thou mayst revenge. O slave!
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8 |
Macbeth
[III, 3] |
(stage directions) |
1262 |
[Dies. FLEANCE escapes]
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9 |
Macbeth
[III, 4] |
Macbeth |
1292 |
Thou art the best o' the cut-throats: yet he's good
That did the like for Fleance: if thou didst it,
Thou art the nonpareil.
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10 |
Macbeth
[III, 4] |
First Murderer |
1295 |
Most royal sir,
Fleance is 'scaped.
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11 |
Macbeth
[III, 6] |
Lennox |
1491 |
My former speeches have but hit your thoughts,
Which can interpret further: only, I say,
Things have been strangely borne. 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: men must not walk too late.
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! did he not straight
In pious rage the two delinquents tear,
That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely too;
For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive
To hear the men deny't. So that, I say,
He has borne all things well: and I do think
That had he Duncan's sons under his key—
As, an't please heaven, he shall not—they
should find
What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
But, peace! for from broad words and 'cause he fail'd
His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear
Macduff lives in disgrace: sir, can you tell
Where he bestows himself?
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