Макбет

           Son:Thentheliarsandswearersarefools,forthereareliarsandswearersenowtobeatthehonestmenandhangupthem.

           LadyMacduff:Now,Godhelpthee,poormonkey!

           Buthowwiltthoudoforafather?

           Son:Ifheweredead,you’ldweepforhim:ifyouwouldnot,itwereagoodsignthatIshouldquicklyhaveanewfather.

           LadyMacduff:Poorprattler,howthoutalk’st!

           EnteraMessenger

           Messenger:Blessyou,fairdame!Iamnottoyouknown,

           ThoughinyourstateofhonourIamperfect.

           Idoubtsomedangerdoesapproachyounearly:

           Ifyouwilltakeahomelyman’sadvice,

           Benotfoundhere;hence,withyourlittleones.

           Tofrightyouthus,methinks,Iamtoosavage;

           Todoworsetoyouwerefellcruelty,

           Whichistoonighyourperson.Heavenpreserveyou!

           Idareabidenolonger.

           Exit

           LadyMacduff:WhithershouldIfly?

           Ihavedonenoharm.ButIremembernow

           Iaminthisearthlyworld;wheretodoharm

           Isoftenlaudable,todogoodsometime

           Accounteddangerousfolly:whythen,alas,

           DoIputupthatwomanlydefence,

           TosayIhavedonenoharm?

           EnterMurderers

           Whatarethesefaces?