"Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it."
King Duncan:
Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not
Those in commission yet return'd?
Malcolm:
My liege,
They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
With one that saw him die; who did report
That very frankly he confessed his treasons,
Implor'd your Highness' pardon, and set forth
A deep repentance. Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it.
King Duncan: Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not Those in commission yet return'd?
Malcolm: My liege, They are not yet come back. But I have spoke With one that saw him die; who did report That very frankly he confessed his treasons, Implor'd your Highness' pardon, and set forth A deep repentance. Nothing in his life Became him like the leaving it.
Macbeth Act 1, scene 4, 1–8