1 Enter an Attendant. Attend. The King comes here to-night. Lady M. Thou'rt mad to say it: Is not thy master with him? who, wer't so, Would have inform'd for preparation. Attend. So please you, it is true; our thane iscoming: One of my fellows had the speed of him; Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up his message. Lady M. Give him tending, He brings great news. The raven himself is hoarse, [Exit Attendant. That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, Enter MACBETH. Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. He that's coming To alter favour 2 ever is to fear: Leave all the rest to me. Only look up clear; [Exeunt. 1i. e. Beyond the present time, which is according to the process of nature ignorant of the future. 2 Look, countenance. SCENE VI. The same. Before the Castle. Hautboys. Servants 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 Unto our gentle senses. Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath, Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, buttress, Nor coigne of vantage, but this bird hath made His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where they Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air Is delicate. Dun. Enter Lady MACBETH. See, see our honour'd hostess! The love that follows us, sometime is our trouble, Which still we thank as love. How you shall bid God yield 4 And thank us for your trouble. Herein I teach you, us for your pains, All our service In every point twice done, and then done double, Were poor and single business, to contend 3 Convenient corner. 4 Reward. Against those honours deep and broad, wherewith Your majesty loads our house: For those of old, And the late dignities heap'd up to them, We rest your hermits.5 Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor? We cours'd him at the heels, and had a purpose To be his purveyor: but he rides well; And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him To his home before us: Fair and noble hostess, We are your guest to-night. Lady M. Your servants ever Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in compt, To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the stage, a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH. Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination 5 i. e. We as hermits shall ever pray for you. 7 An officer so called from his placing the dishes on the table. Could trammel upon the consequence, and catch, That tears shall drown the wind.—I have no spur And falls on the other.-How now, what news? Enter Lady MACBETH. Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Why have you left the chamber? & Winds; sightless is invisible. |