No Fear Shakespeare: Macbeth: Act 4, scene iii

	MALCOLM
	It is myself I mean, in whom I know
	All the particulars of vice so grafted
	That, when they shall be opened, black Macbeth
	Will seem as pure as snow, and the poor state
55	Esteem him as a lamb, being compared
	With my confineless harms.

MALCOLM

I'm talking about myself. I know I have so many vices that when people see all of them exposed, evil Macbeth will seem as pure as snow in comparison, and poor Scotland will call him a sweet lamb when they compare him to me and my infinite evils.

	MACDUFF
	Not in the legions
	Of horrid hell can come a devil more damned
	In evils to top Macbeth.

MACDUFF

Even in hell you couldn't find a devil worse than Macbeth.

	MALCOLM
	I grant him bloody,
	Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful,
60	Sudden, malicious, smacking of every sin
	That has a name. But there's no bottom, none,
	In my voluptuousness. Your wives, your daughters,
	Your matrons, and your maids could not fill up
	The cistern of my lust, and my desire
65	All continent impediments would o'erbear
	That did oppose my will. Better Macbeth
	Than such an one to reign.

MALCOLM

I admit that he's murderous, lecherous, greedy, lying, deceitful, violent, malicious, and guilty of every sin that has a name. But there is no end, absolutely none, to my sexual desires. Your wives, your daughters, your old women, and your young maids together could not satisfy my lust. My desire would overpower all restraints and anyone who stood in my way. It would be better for Macbeth to rule than someone like me.

	MACDUFF
	Boundless intemperance
	In nature is a tyranny. It hath been
	The untimely emptying of the happy throne
70	And fall of many kings. But fear not yet
	To take upon you what is yours. You may
	Convey your pleasures in a spacious plenty
	And yet seem cold; the time you may so hoodwink.
	We have willing dames enough. There cannot be
75	That vulture in you to devour so many
	As will to greatness dedicate themselves,
	Finding it so inclined.

MACDUFF

Endless greed and lust in a man's nature is a kind of tyranny. It has caused the downfall of many kings. But don't be afraid to take the crown that belongs to you. You can find a way to satisfy your desires in secret, while still appearing virtuous. You can deceive everyone. There are more than enough willing women around. Your lust can't possibly be so strong that you'd use up all the women willing to give themselves to the king once they find out he wants them.