The rest is labor, which is not us’d for you: I’ll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful The hearing of my wife with your approach; So, humbly take my leave.
Approach the chamber, and destroy your sight With a new Gorgon:—do not bid me speak; See, and then speak yourselves.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: Now spurs the lated traveller apace, To gain the timely inn; and near approaches The subject of our watch.
The time approaches, That will with due decision make us know What we shall say we have, and what we owe.
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.
What man dare, I dare: Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear, The arm’d rhinoceros, or the Hyrcan tiger; Take any shape but that, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble: or be alive again, And dare me to the desert with thy sword; If trembling I inhabit then, protest me The baby of a girl.
…to woman; never was forsworn; Scarcely have coveted what was mine own; At no time broke my faith; would not betray The devil to his fellow; and delight No less in truth than life: my first false speaking Was this upon myself:—what I am truly, Is thine and my poor country’s to command: Whither, indeed, before thy here-approach, Old Siward, with ten thousand warlike men Already at a point, was setting forth: Now we’ll together; and the chance of goodness Be like our warranted quarrel!