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Might have been mine! only I have left to say, More is thy due than more than all can pay.
Mac. The service and the loyalty I owe, In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part Is to receive our duties; and our duties Are to your throne and state, children, and servants; Which do but what they should, by doing every
Safe toward your love and honour.
Dun. Welcome hither: I have begun to plant thee, and will labour To make thee full of growing.-Noble Banquo, That hast no less deserv'd, nor must be known No less to have done so, let me infold thee, And hold thee to my heart.
There if I
The harvest is your own.
Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
Mac. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for you:
I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
So, humbly take
My worthy Cawdor!
Mac. The prince of Cumberland!-That is a
On which I must fall down, or else o'er-leap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires!
Dun. True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant;
And in his commendations I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let us after him,
Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
INVERNESS. A ROOM IN MACBETH'S CASTLE.
Enter Lady Macbeth, reading a letter.
Lady M.-They met me in the day of success; and I have learned by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burn'd in desire to question them further, they made themselves -air, into which they vanish'd. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who allhail'd me, Thane of Cawdor; by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referr'd me to the
coming on of time, with-Hail, king that shalt be! This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness; that thou might'st not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewel. Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be What thou art promis'd:-Yet do I fear thy na
It is too full o'the milk of human kindness,
To catch the nearest way: Thou would'st be great; Art not without ambition; but without
The illness should attend it. What thou would'st highly,
That would'st thou holily; would'st not play false, And yet would'st wrongly win: thou'd'st have, great Glamis,
That which cries, Thus thou must do, if thou have it;
What is your
Enter an Attendant.
Atten. The king comes here to-night.
Is not thy master with him? who, wer't so,
Thou'rt mad to say it:
Atten. So please you, it is true; our thane is
One of my fellows had the speed of him;
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
Under my battlements. Come, come, you spirits
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature's mischief' Come, thick night,
Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
The future in the instant.
Mac. To-morrow, -as he purposes.
My dearest love,
And when goes hence?
Shall sun that morrow see!
Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men
But be the serpent under it. He that's coming
Only look up clear;
Mac. We will speak further.
To alter favour ever is to fear:
THE SAME. BEFORE THE CASTLE.
Sercants of Macbeth attending.
Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lenox, Macduff, Rosse, Angus, and Attendants.
Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself