Authors: William Shakespeare
Macbeth (5 page)
BANQUO
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them. Whither are they vanished?
MACBETH
Into the air: and what seemed
corporal
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Melted as breath into the wind.
Would
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they had stayed.
BANQUO
Were such things here as we do speak about?
Or have we eaten
on
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the
insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
MACBETH
Your children shall be kings.
BANQUO
You shall be king.
MACBETH
And Thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?
BANQUO
To
th’selfsame
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tune and words. Who’s here?
Enter Ross and Angus
ROSS
The king hath happily received, Macbeth,
The news of thy success, and when he
reads
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Thy personal
venture
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in the rebels’ fight,
His wonders and his
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praises do contend
Which should be thine or his: silenced with that,
In viewing o’er the rest o’th’selfsame day,
He finds thee in the
stout
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Norwegian ranks,
Nothing afeard
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of
what thyself didst make
,
Strange images of death.
As thick as tale
Can post with post
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, and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom’s great defence,
And poured them down before him.
ANGUS
We are sent
To give thee from our royal master thanks,
Only to herald thee
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into his sight,
Not pay thee.
ROSS
And for an
earnest
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of a greater honour,
He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor:
In which
addition
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, hail, most worthy thane,
For it is thine.
BANQUO
What, can the devil speak true?
MACBETH
The Thane of Cawdor lives:
Why do you dress me in borrowed robes?
ANGUS
Who
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was the thane lives yet,
But under heavy
judgement
116
bears that life
Which he deserves to lose.
Whether he was
combined
118
with those of Norway,
Or did
line
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the
rebel
with hidden help
And vantage, or that with both he laboured
In his country’s wreck, I know not:
But treasons
capital
122
, confessed and proved,
Have overthrown him.
MACBETH
Glamis and Thane of Cawdor:
Aside
The greatest is
behind
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.—Thanks for your
pains.—
To Ross and Angus
Do you not hope your children shall be kings
Aside to Banquo
When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me
Promised no less to them?
BANQUO
That, trusted
home
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,
Aside to Macbeth
Might yet
enkindle
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you unto the crown,
Besides the Thane of Cawdor. But ’tis strange:
And oftentimes, to win us to our harm,
The instruments of
darkness
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tell us truths,
Win us with honest
trifles
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, to betray’s
In
deepest consequence
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.—
Cousins, a word, I pray you.
To Ross and Angus; they converse apart
MACBETH
Two truths are told,
Aside
As
happy
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prologues
to the
swelling
act
Of the
imperial theme
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.—
To Ross and Angus
I thank you, gentlemen.—
This supernatural
soliciting
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Aside
Cannot be ill, cannot be good: if ill,
Why hath it given me
earnest
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of success
Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor.
If good, why do I yield to that
suggestion
144
Whose
horrid
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image doth
unfix my hair
And make my
seated
146
heart knock at my ribs
Against the
use
147
of nature? Present fears
Are
less
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than horrible imaginings:
My thought,
whose murder
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yet is but fantastical,
Shakes so my
single state
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of man
That
function is smothered in surmise
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,
And
nothing is, but what is not
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.
BANQUO
Look how our partner’s rapt.
MACBETH
If chance will have me king, why, chance
Aside
may crown me
Without my
stir
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.
BANQUO
New honours come upon him,
Like our
strange
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garments,
cleave not to their mould
But with the aid of use
.
MACBETH
Come what come may,
Aside
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day
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.
BANQUO
Worthy Macbeth, we
stay
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upon your leisure.
MACBETH
Give me your
favour
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:
My dull brain was
wrought
163
with things forgotten.
Kind gentlemen, your pains are
registered
164
Where every day I turn the leaf to read them
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.
Let us toward the king.—
Think upon what hath
chanced
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,
and at more time
,
Aside to Banquo
The interim having weighed it
168
, let us speak
Our
free
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hearts each to other.
BANQUO
Very gladly.
MACBETH
Till then, enough.—Come, friends.
Exeunt
running scene 4
Location: Scotland, exact location unspecified
Flourish
. Enter King
[
Duncan
]
, Lennox, Malcolm, Donalbain and Attendants
DUNCAN
Is execution done on Cawdor,
or not
1
Those
in commission
2
yet returned?
MALCOLM
My
liege
3
,
They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
With one that saw him die, who did report
That very frankly he confessed his treasons,
Implored your highness’ pardon and set forth
A deep repentance: nothing in his life
Became
9
him like the leaving it. He died
As one that had been
studied
10
in his death
To throw away the dearest thing he
owed
11
As ’twere a
careless
12
trifle.
DUNCAN
There’s no
art
13
To find the mind’s
construction
14
in the face:
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust.—
Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross and Angus
O worthiest cousin,
The sin of my ingratitude even now
Was heavy on me. Thou art so far
before
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That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
To overtake thee.
Would thou hadst less deserved,
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine
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. Only I have left to say,
More is thy due than more than
all
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can pay.
MACBETH
The service and the loyalty I owe,
In doing it, pays itself
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. 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 everything
Safe toward
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your love and honour.
DUNCAN
Welcome hither:
I have begun to plant thee and will labour
To make thee full of growing.—Noble Banquo,
That hast no less deserved,
nor must be known
No less to have done so
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, let me
enfold
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thee
Embraces him
And hold thee to my heart.
BANQUO
There if I grow, the harvest is your own.
DUNCAN
My plenteous joys,
Wanton
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in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In
drops of sorrow
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.—Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
And you whose places are the
nearest
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, know
We will
establish our estate
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upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The
Prince of Cumberland
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,
which honour must
Not unaccompanied
invest
44
him only,
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers.—From hence to
Inverness
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,
To Macbeth
MACBETH
The rest is labour which is not used for you
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:
I’ll be myself the
harbinger
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and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach:
So humbly take my leave.
DUNCAN
My worthy Cawdor.
MACBETH
The Prince of Cumberland: that is a step
Aside
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
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; yet let that
be
Which the eye fears when it is done to see.
Exit
DUNCAN
True, worthy Banquo,
he is full so valiant
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,
And in
his commendations
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I am fed:
It is a banquet to me. Let’s after him,
Whose
care
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is gone before to bid us welcome:
It is a
peerless
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kinsman.
Flourish. Exeunt.
running scene 5
Location: Macbeth’s castle, Inverness
Enter Macbeth’s Wife, alone with a letter
LADY MACBETH
‘ They met me in the day of success:
Reads
and I have learned by the
perfect’st report
2
, 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
6
from the king, who all-hailed me “Thane of
Cawdor”, by which title before, these weyard 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
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—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
12
, and farewell.’
Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature:
It is too full
o’th’milk
15
of human kindness
To
catch
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the
nearest
way. Thou
wouldst
be great,
Art not without ambition, but without
The
illness should attend it
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. What thou wouldst
highly
,
That wouldst thou
holily
19
: wouldst not
play false
,
And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Thou’dst have
20
, great Glamis,
That which cries ‘Thus thou must do’ if thou
have
21
it,
And that which rather thou dost fear to do
Than wishest should be undone
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.
Hie
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thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear
And
chastise
25
with the valour of my tongue
All that
impedes
26
thee from the
golden round
,
Which fate and
metaphysical
27
aid doth seem
To have thee crowned
withal
28
.—