The Tragedy Of Macbeth

1 Hautboys. Servants of Macbeth attending.
2 Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lennox, Macduff, Ross, Angus
3 and Attendants.
4 DUNCAN.
5 This castle hath a pleasant seat. The air
6 Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
7 Unto our gentle senses.
8 BANQUO.
9 This guest of summer,
10 The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
11 By his loved mansionry, that the heaven’s breath
12 Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze,
13 Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird
14 hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle.
15 Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ’d
16 The air is delicate.
17 Enter Lady Macbeth.
18 DUNCAN.
19 See, see, our honour’d hostess!—
20 The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,
21 Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you
22 How you shall bid God ’ild us for your pains,
23 And thank us for your trouble.
24 LADY MACBETH.
25 All our service,
26 In every point twice done, and then done double,
27 Were poor and single business to contend
28 Against those honours deep and broad wherewith
29 Your Majesty loads our house: for those of old,
30 And the late dignities heap’d up to them,
31 We rest your hermits.
32 DUNCAN.
33 Where’s the Thane of Cawdor?
34 We cours’d him at the heels, and had a purpose
35 To be his purveyor: but he rides well;
36 And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him
37 To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,
38 We are your guest tonight.
39 LADY MACBETH.
40 Your servants ever
41 Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs, in compt,
42 To make their audit at your Highness’ pleasure,
43 Still to return your own.
44 DUNCAN.
45 Give me your hand;
46 Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
47 And shall continue our graces towards him.
48 By your leave, hostess.
49 [_Exeunt._]