Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. He that's coming To alter favour ever is to fear : Leave all the rest to me. Only look up clear; [Exeunt. SCENE VI. The Same. Before the Castle. Hautboys. Servants of Macbeth attending. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DON ALBAIN, BANQUO, LENOX, MACDUFF, ROSSE, ANGUS, and Attendants. Dun. This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Unto our gentle senses. Ban. This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, Nor coigne of vantage 21, but this bird hath made His pendent bed, and procreant cradle: Where they Most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, the air Is delicate. Dun. Enter Lady MACBETH. 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 yield us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble. Lady M. All our service In every point twice done, and then done double, We rest your hermits 22. Dun. Where's the thane of Cawdor? We cours'd 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 to-night. Lady M. 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. Dun. Give me your hand: Conduct me to mine host; we love him highly, And shall continue our graces towards him. By your leave, hostess. SCENE VII. The Same. A Room in the Castle. [Excunt. Hautboys and torches. Enter, and pass over the Stage, a sewer, and divers servants with dishes and service. Then enter MACBETH. Macb. If it were done, when 'tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination 29 The deep damnation of his taking-off: And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.-I have no spur And falls on the other.-How now! what news? Enter Lady MACBETH 24. Lady M. He has almost supp'd; Why have you left the chamber? Macb. Hath he ask'd for me? Lady M. Know you not, he has ? Macb. We will proceed no further in this business : He hath honour'd me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Lady M. Was the hope drunk, Wherein you dress'd yourself? hath it slept since? To be the same in thine own act and valour, Letting I dare not wait upon I would, Macb. Pr'ythee, peace: I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more, is none. Lady M. What beast was it then, That made you break this enterprize to me? Macb. Lady M. If we should fail, We fail! But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Soundly invite him,) his two chamberlains |