macbeth scene 5
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- 'They met me in the day of success, and I have learned by the perfectest report, they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who all-hailed me 'Thane of Cawdor;' by which title, before, these Weird Sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time with 'Hail, king that shalt be.' This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness, that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell.'
- What is your tidings?
- The king comes here tonight.
- Thou'rt mad to say it. Is not thy master with him, who, were't so, Would have informed for preparation?
- Give him tending; He brings great news.
- So please you, it is true — our thane is coming. One of my fellows had the speed of him, Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more Than would make up his message.
- Make thick my blood; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it. Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever, in your sightless substances, You wait on nature's mischief. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry 'Hold, hold.'
- Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present, and I feel now The future in the instant.
- And when goes hence?
- Tomorrow, as he purposes.
- My dearest love, Duncan comes here tonight.
- O never Shall sun that morrow see – Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time — bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue. Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under't. He that's coming Must be provided for, and you shall put This night's great business into my dispatch, Which shall to all our nights and days to come Give solely sovereign sway and masterdom.
- Only look up clear; To alter favour ever is to fear. Leave all the rest to me.
- We will speak further.
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