Act 1, Scene 4

Forres. A Room in the Palace.

  1. [Flourish. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, and Attendants.]
  2. Duncan
  3. 258 Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not
  4. 259 Those in commission yet return'd?
  5. Malcolm
  6. 260 My liege,
  7. 261 They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
  8. 262 With one that saw him die: who did report,
  9. 263 That very frankly he confess'd his treasons;
  10. 264 Implor'd your highness' pardon; and set forth
  11. 265 A deep repentance: nothing in his life
  12. 266 Became him like the leaving it; he died
  13. 267 As one that had been studied in his death,
  14. 268 To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd
  15. 269 As 'twere a careless trifle.
  16. Duncan
  17. 270 There's no art
  18. 271 To find the mind's construction in the face:
  19. 272 He was a gentleman on whom I built
  20. 273 An absolute trust.—
  21. [Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross, and Angus.]
  22. Duncan
  23. 274 O worthiest cousin!
  24. 275 The sin of my ingratitude even now
  25. 276 Was heavy on me: thou art so far before,
  26. 277 That swiftest wing of recompense is slow
  27. 278 To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserv'd;
  28. 279 That the proportion both of thanks and payment
  29. 280 Might have been mine! only I have left to say,
  30. 281 More is thy due than more than all can pay.
  31. Macbeth
  32. 282 The service and the loyalty I owe,
  33. 283 In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part
  34. 284 Is to receive our duties: and our duties
  35. 285 Are to your throne and state, children and servants;
  36. 286 Which do but what they should, by doing everything
  37. 287 Safe toward your love and honor.
  38. Duncan
  39. 288 Welcome hither:
  40. 289 I have begun to plant thee, and will labor
  41. 290 To make thee full of growing.—Noble Banquo,
  42. 291 That hast no less deserv'd, nor must be known
  43. 292 No less to have done so, let me infold thee
  44. 293 And hold thee to my heart.
  45. Banquo
  46. 294 There if I grow,
  47. 295 The harvest is your own.
  48. Duncan
  49. 296 My plenteous joys,
  50. 297 Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
  51. 298 In drops of sorrow.—Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
  52. 299 And you whose places are the nearest, know,
  53. 300 We will establish our estate upon
  54. 301 Our eldest, Malcolm; whom we name hereafter
  55. 302 The Prince of Cumberland: which honor must
  56. 303 Not unaccompanied invest him only,
  57. 304 But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
  58. 305 On all deservers.—From hence to Inverness,
  59. 306 And bind us further to you.
  60. Macbeth
  61. 307 The rest is labor, which is not us'd for you:
  62. 308 I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful
  63. 309 The hearing of my wife with your approach;
  64. 310 So, humbly take my leave.
  65. Duncan
  66. 311 My worthy Cawdor!
  67. [Aside.]
  68. Macbeth
  69. 312 The Prince of Cumberland!—That is a step,
  70. 313 On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
  71. 314 For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires!
  72. 315 Let not light see my black and deep desires:
  73. 316 The eye wink at the hand! yet let that be,
  74. 317 Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
  75. [Exit.]
  76. Duncan
  77. 318 True, worthy Banquo!—he is full so valiant;
  78. 319 And in his commendations I am fed,—
  79. 320 It is a banquet to me. Let us after him,
  80. 321 Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome:
  81. 322 It is a peerless kinsman.
  82. [Flourish. Exeunt.]