macbeth
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- Duncan and Banquo are at the MacBeth residence!
- This castle hath a pleasant seat; the airNimbly and sweetly recommends itselfUnto our gentle senses.
- The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breathSmells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze
- See, see, our honored hostess. The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, Which still we thank as love. Herin, I teach you How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble.
- Lady MacBeth enters to greet Duncan and Banquo.
- 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.
- Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs in countTo make their audit at your highness' pleasure,Still to return your own.
- Where's the Thane of Cawdor?We coursed him at the heels, and had a purposeTo be his purveyor. But he rides well,And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath helped himTo his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,We are your guest to-night.
- Conduct me to mine host. We love him highly, And shall continue our graces towards him. By your leave, hostess.
- Duncan demands from Lady MacBeth to see MacBeth.
- Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs in countTo make their audit at your highness' pleasure,Still to return your own.
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