Flourish. Enter KING [DUNCAN],
LENNOX, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN,
1 Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not
2 Those in commission yet return'd?
3 They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
4 With one that saw him die: who did report
5 That very frankly he confess'd his treasons,
6 Implored your highness' pardon and set forth
7 A deep repentance. Nothing in his life
8 Became him like the leaving it; he died
9 As one that had been studied in his death
10 To throw away the dearest thing he owed,
11 As 'twere a careless trifle.
There's no art
12 To find the mind's construction in the face:
13 He was a gentleman on whom I built
14 An absolute trust.
Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS.
O worthiest cousin!
15 The sin of my ingratitude even now
16 Was heavy on me: thou art so far before
17 That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
18 To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,
19 That the proportion both of thanks and payment
20 Might have been mine! only I have left to say,
21 More is thy due than more than all can pay.
22 The service and the loyalty I owe,
23 In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part
24 Is to receive our duties; and our duties
25 Are to your throne and state children and servants,
26 Which do but what they should, by doing every thing
27 Safe toward your love and honour.
28 I have begun to plant thee, and will labour
29 To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,
30 That hast no less deserved, nor must be known
31 No less to have done so, let me enfold thee
32 And hold thee to my heart.
There if I grow,
33 The harvest is your own.
My plenteous joys,
34 Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
35 In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
36 And you whose places are the nearest, know
37 We will establish our estate upon
38 Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
39 The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must
40 Not unaccompanied invest him only,
41 But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
42 On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,
43 And bind us further to you.
44 The rest is labour, which is not used for you:
45 I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
46 The hearing of my wife with your approach;
47 So humbly take my leave.
My worthy Cawdor!
48 The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step
49 On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
50 For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires,
51 Let not light see my black and deep desires;
52 The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be
53 Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
54 True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant,
55 And in his commendations I am fed;
56 It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,
57 Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
58 It is a peerless kinsman.