I will answer his letter 'anon'.
(..) we will require her welcome. Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends, for my heart speaks they are welcome. Your Majesty. Be large in mirth, anon, we'll drink a measure the table round. There's blood upon thy face. 'Tis Banquo's then. Is he dispatched? My Lord, his throat is cut. (..)2015 Macbeth