This is the talk that passes just before the murder is known. And after it is known, this is the kind of day that follows:
“By the clock, ’tis day,
And yet dark night strangles the traveling lamp.”
Again, as twilight brings on, the night which is to see Banquo taken out of the way, Macbeth exclaims—
“Come, seeling night,
Skarf up the tender eye of pitiful day;
And, with thy bloody and invisible hand,
Cancel, and tear to pieces, that great bond
Which keeps me pale!—Light thickens, and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood;