They are not yet come back. But I have spoke 260 *With one that saw him die: who did report, That very frankly he confess'd his treasons; hr Implor'd your highness' pardon; and set forth A deep repentance: nothing in his life Became him, like the leaving it; he dy'd As one that had been *studied in his death, To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd, As 'twere a careless trifle. King. There's no art, *To find the mind's construction in the face : 270 Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSSE, and ANGUS. The sin of my ingratitude even now Was heavy on me: thou art so far before, To overtake thee. 'Would thou hadst less deserv'd; In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part. 280 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. ́ King. Welcome hither: I have I have begun to plant thee, and will labour Ban. There if I grow, The harvest is your own. Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves 290 Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter, But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine On all deservers.-From hence to *Inverness, And bind us further to you. Mac. The rest is labour, which is not us'd for you: I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful The hearing of my wife with your approach; So, humbly take my leave. King. My worthy Cawdor! 309 Mac. The prince of Cumberland* !—That is a step, King. 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, SCENE V. Enter MACBETH's Wife alone, with a Letter. Lady. -They met me in the day of success; and 1 have learned by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burnt 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 all-hail'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 promis'd thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewel. 333 Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be The illness should attend it. What thou would'st highly, 339 That would'st thou holily; would'st not play false, And And yet would'st wrongly win: thou'd'st have great Glamis, That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it; *And that which rather thou dost fear to do, "Than wishest should be undone." Hie thee hither. That I may pour my spirits in thine ear* ;' And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, *Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.-What is your tidings: Enter a Messenger. Mes. The king comes here to-night. Lady. Thou'rt mad to say it : Is not thy master with him? who, wer't so, 35 Mes. 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 his message. Lady. Give him tending,. He brings great news. *The raven himself is hoarse, [Exit Mes. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan 360 Stop up the access and passage to remorse; Shake Shake my fell purpose, *nor keep peace between Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Mac. My dearest love, uncan comes here to-night. Lady. And when goes hence? Mac. To-morow, as he purposes. hall sun that morrow see! 380 our face, my thane, is as a book*, where men Hay read strange matters :- -To beguile the time, bok like the time*; bear welcome in your eye, our hand, your tongue : look like the innocent flower, ut be the serpent under it. He that's coming 390 ust be provided for: and you shall put his night's great business into my dispatch; hich shall to all our nights and days to come Give |