Is to receive our duties: and our duties
Are, to your throne and state, children and servants;
Which do but what they should, by doing every thing
Safe toward your love and honor.”
When the King says, as if in dark conformity to the witches’ prediction:
“from hence to Inverness,
And bind us further to you,”
Macbeth, like a hungry leopard trembling with joy at seeing his victim take refuge in his very den, says, with an affectation of grateful submission:
Mac. “The rest is labor which is not used for you:
I’ll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful