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- $Unique_ID{SSP01406}
- $Title{Macbeth: Act I, Scene VI}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01400.txt}
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- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- MACBETH
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- ACT I
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- SCENE VI: Before Macbeth's castle.
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- {Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM,
- DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS,
- and Attendants.}
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- DUNCAN: This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air
- Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself
- Unto our gentle senses.
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- BANQUO: This guest of summer,
- The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
- 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,
- The air is delicate.
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- {Enter LADY MACBETH.}
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- DUNCAN: See, see, our honor'd hostess! 10
- 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,
- And thank us for your trouble.
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- LADY MACBETH: All our service
- In every point twice done and then done double
- Were poor and single business to contend
- Against those honors deep and broad wherewith
- Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,
- And the late dignities heap'd up to them,
- We rest your hermits.
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- DUNCAN: Where's the thane of Cawdor?
- We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose 20
- 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.
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- LADY MACBETH: Your servants ever
- Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,
- To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,
- Still to return your own.
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- DUNCAN: Give me your hand;
- Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,
- And shall continue our graces towards him.
- By your leave, hostess. 30
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- [Exeunt.]
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