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He bade me, from him, call thee thane of Cawdor:
Ban. [aside] What, can the devil speak true ?
Macb. The thane of Cawdor lives : why do you dress me
Who was the thane lives yet;
Glamis, and thane of Cawdor!
pains.[Aside to Ban.] Do you not hope your children shall be
Ban. [aside to Macb.] That, trusted home,
Two truths are told,
Are less than horrible imaginings :
Ban. Look, how our partner's rapt.
may crown me,
New honours come upon him,
Come what come may,
Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.
Macb. Give me your favour :—my dull brain was wrought With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains Are register'd where every day I turn The leaf to read them.—Let us toward the king. [Aside to Ban.] Think upon what hath chanc'd; and, at more
Ban. [aside to Macb.] Very gladly.
SCENE IV. Forres. A room in the palace.
Flourish. Enter Duncan, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOx, and
Became him like the leaving it; he died
There's no art
Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, Ross, and Angus.
O worthiest cousin ! The sin of my ingratitude even now Was heavy on me: thou’rt so far before, That swiftest wing of recompense is slow To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserv'd, That the proportion both of thanks and payment Might have been mine! only I've left to say, More is thy due than more than all can pay.
Dacb. 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 thing Safe toward your love and honour. Dun.
Welcome hither :
There if I grow,
My plenteous joys,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
Macb. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for you :(23)
My worthy Cawdor! Macb. [aside] The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step, On which I must fall down, or else o’erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
[Exit. Dun. True, worthy Banquo,-he is full so valiant; And in his commendations I am fed,It is a banquet to me.
Let's after him, Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome : It is a peerless kinsman.
SCENE V. 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 burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who all-hailed me Thane of Cawdor;' by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred 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 mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell.” Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be What thou art promis’d: yet do I fear thy nature ; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great ;
Art not without ambition ; but without
Enter an Attendant.
What is your tidings?
Thou’rt mad to say it:
Atten. So please you, it is true :—our thane is coming : One of my fellows had the speed of him; Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up
message. Lady M.
Give him tending; He brings great news.
The raven himself is hoarse
to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake
purpose, nor keep peace between