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LADY MACDUFF . Yes , he is dead : how wilt thou do for a father ? SON . Nay , how will you do for a husband ? LADY MACDUFF . Why , I can buy me twenty at any market . SON . Then you’ll buy ’ em to sell again . LADY MACDUFF . Thou speak’st with all thy wit ; And yet , i ’ faith , with wit enough for thee . SON . Was my father a traitor , mother ? LADY MACDUFF . Ay , that he was . SON . What is a traitor ? LADY MACDUFF . Why , one that swears and lies . SON . And be all traitors that do so ? LADY MACDUFF . Every one that does so is a traitor , and must be hanged . SON . And must they all be hanged that swear and lie ? LADY MACDUFF . Every one . SON . Who must hang them ? LADY MACDUFF . Why , the honest men . SON . Then the liars and swearers are fools : for there are liars and swearers enow to beat the honest men and hang up them . LADY MACDUFF . Now , God help thee , poor monkey ! But how wilt thou do for a father ? SON . If he were dead , you’ld weep for him : if you would not , it were a good sign that I should quickly have a new father . LADY MACDUFF . Poor prattler , how thou talk’st ! Enter a Messenger . MESSENGER . Bless you , fair dame ! I am not to you known , Though in your state of honour I am perfect . I doubt some danger does approach you nearly : If you will take a homely man’s advice , Be not found here ; hence , with your little ones . To fright you thus , methinks , I am too savage ; To do worse to you were fell cruelty , Which is too nigh your person . Heaven preserve you ! I dare abide no longer . [ Exit . ] LADY MACDUFF . Whither should I fly ? I have done no harm . But I remember now I am in this earthly world , where to do harm Is often laudable ; to do good sometime Accounted dangerous folly : why then , alas , Do I put up that womanly defence , To say I have done no harm ? What are these faces ? Enter Murderers . FIRST MURDERER . Where is your husband ? LADY MACDUFF . I hope , in no place so unsanctified Where such as thou mayst find him . FIRST MURDERER . He’s a traitor . SON . Thou liest , thou shag - ear’d villain ! FIRST MURDERER . What , you egg ! [ Stabbing him . ] Young fry of treachery ! SON . He has kill’d me , mother : Run away , I pray you ! [ Dies . Exit Lady Macduff , crying “ Murder ! ” and pursued by the Murderers . ] SCENE III . England . Before the King’s Palace . Enter Malcolm and Macduff . MALCOLM . Let us seek out some desolate shade and there Weep our sad bosoms empty . MACDUFF . Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword , and , like good men , Bestride our down - fall’n birthdom . Each new morn New widows howl , new orphans cry ; new sorrows Strike heaven on the face , that it resounds As if it felt with Scotland , and yell’d out Like syllable of dolour .
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