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Hautboys and torches. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , BANQUO , LENNOX , MACDUFF , ROSS , ANGUS , and attendants
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Hautboys and torches. Enter KING 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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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,
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 pendant bed and procreant cradle.
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,
10 The air is delicate.
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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 pendant 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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Enter LADY MACBETH
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DUNCAN See, see, our honored 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,
And thank us for your trouble.
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DUNCAN See, see, our honored 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,
And thank us for your trouble.
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LADY MACBETH All our service,
15 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 heaped up to them,
20 We rest your hermits.
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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 heaped 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
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,
25 We are your guest tonight.
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DUNCAN Where’s the thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
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 tonight.
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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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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
30 And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess.
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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.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Original Text |
Modern Text |
Hautboys and torches. Enter KING DUNCAN , MALCOLM , DONALBAIN , BANQUO , LENNOX , MACDUFF , ROSS , ANGUS , and attendants
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Hautboys and torches. Enter KING 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.
|
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 pendant bed and procreant cradle.
Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,
10 The air is delicate.
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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 pendant 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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Enter LADY MACBETH
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DUNCAN See, see, our honored 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,
And thank us for your trouble.
|
DUNCAN See, see, our honored 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,
And thank us for your trouble.
|
LADY MACBETH All our service,
15 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 heaped up to them,
20 We rest your hermits.
|
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 heaped up to them,
We rest your hermits.
|
DUNCAN Where’s the thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
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,
25 We are your guest tonight.
|
DUNCAN Where’s the thane of Cawdor?
We coursed him at the heels and had a purpose
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 tonight.
|
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.
|
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.
|
DUNCAN Give me your hand.
Conduct me to mine host. We love him highly
30 And shall continue our graces towards him.
By your leave, hostess.
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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.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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