Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Anthony Dawson
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Modern (Modern)

Flourish. Enter King, Lennox, Malcolm, Donalbain, and Attendants.
280Duncan
Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not
Those in commission yet returned?
Malcolm
My liege,
They are not yet come back; but I have spoke
With one that saw him die, who did report
That very frankly he 285confessed his treasons,
Implored your highness' pardon, and set forth
A deep repentance. Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it: he died
As one that had been studied in his death
290To throw away the dearest thing he owed
As 'twere a careless trifle.
Duncan
There's no art
To find the mind's construction in the face.
He was a gentleman on whom I built
295An 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
300That 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. Only I have left to say,
More is thy due than more than all can pay.
305Macbeth
The service, and the loyalty I owe
In doing it, pays itself. 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 310by doing everything
Safe toward your love and honor.
Duncan
Welcome hither:
I have begun to plant thee, and will labor
To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo,
315That hast no less deserved, nor must be known
No less to have done so. Let me enfold thee
And hold thee to my heart.
Banquo
There if I grow,
The harvest is your own.
320Duncan
My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,
And you whose places are the nearest, know
We will establish our estate upon
325Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland, which honor must
Not unaccompanied invest him only,
But signs of nobleness like stars shall shine
On all deservers. [To Macbeth] From hence to Inverness
330And bind us further to you.
Macbeth
The rest is labor which is not used for you.
I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful
The hearing of my wife with your approach.
So humbly take my leave.
335Duncan
My worthy Cawdor.
Macbeth
[Aside] The Prince of Cumberland--that is a step
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;
340The eye wink at the hand--yet let that be
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Exit.
Duncan
True, worthy Banquo, he is full so valiant,
And in his commendations, I am fed;
It is a banquet to me. Let's after him,
345Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome.
It is a peerless kinsman.
Flourish. Exeunt.