Banquo
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them. Whither are they vanish’d?
Macbeth
Into the air; and what seem’d corporal melted
As breath into the wind. Would they had stay’d!
Banquo
Were such things here as we do speak about?
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
Macbeth
Your children shall be kings.
Banquo
You shall be king.
Macbeth
And thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?