LADY MACBETH	Is Banquo gone from court?
Servant	Ay, madam, but returns again to–night.
LADY MACBETH	Say to the king, I would attend his leisure
	For a few words.
Servant	Madam, I will.
[Exit]
LADY MACBETH	Nought's had, all's spent,
	Where our desire is got without content:
	Tis safer to be that which we destroy
	Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
[Enter MACBETH]
	How now, my lord! why do you keep alone,
	Of sorriest fancies your companions making,
	Using those thoughts which should indeed have died	10
	With them they think on? Things without all remedy
	Should be without regard: what's done is done.
MACBETH	We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it:
	She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
	Remains in danger of her former tooth.
	But let the frame of things disjoint, both the
	worlds suffer,
	Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep
	In the affliction of these terrible dreams
	That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,
	Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,	20
	Than on the torture of the mind to lie
	In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;
	After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
	Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
	Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,
	Can touch him further.
LADY MACBETH	Come on;
	Gentle my lord, sleek o'er your rugged looks;
	Be bright and jovial among your guests to–night.
MACBETH	So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you:
	Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;	30
	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,