| Before Macbeth's castle. |
| [Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, | ||
| DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, | ||
| and Attendants] |
| DUNCAN | This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air | ||
| Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself | |||
| Unto our gentle senses. |
| BANQUO | This guest of summer, | ||
| The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, | 5 | ||
| By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath | |||
| Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, | |||
| Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird | |||
| Hath made his pendent bed and procreant cradle: | |||
| Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed, | 10 | ||
| The air is delicate. | |||
| [Enter LADY MACBETH] |
| DUNCAN | See, see, our honour'd hostess! | ||
| The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, | |||
| Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you | |||
| How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains, | 15 | ||
| And thank us for your trouble. |
| LADY MACBETH | All our service | ||
| In every point twice done and then done double | |||
| Were poor and single business to contend | |||
| Against those honours deep and broad wherewith | 20 | ||
| Your majesty loads our house: for those of old, | |||
| And the late dignities heap'd up to them, | |||
| We rest your hermits. |
| DUNCAN | Where's the thane of Cawdor? | ||
| We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose | 25 | ||
| 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 MACBETH | Your servants ever | 30 | |
| Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt, | |||
| To make their audit at your highness' pleasure, | |||
| Still to return your own. |
| DUNCAN | Give me your hand; | ||
| Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly, | 35 | ||
| And shall continue our graces towards him. | |||
| By your leave, hostess. | |||
| [Exeunt] |