MACBETH: Don't be alarmed, my most worthy friends, I have a strange disorder, which no longer shocks those who know me so well.
Come, drink! Love and health to you all! Then I'll sit. Give me some wine—fill my cup.
I drink to the happiness of the entire table, and to our dear friend Banquo, whom we miss. If only he were here! To all, and to him, we drink.
LORDS: Hear, hear.