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  • The King hath happily received, Macbeth, The news of thy success.
  • We are sent to give thee, our royal master, thanks, Only to herald thee into his sight.
  • The thane of Cawdor lives. Why do you dress me in borrow'd robes
  • What, can the devil speak true?
  • Glamis, and thane of Cawdor! The greatest is behind. Thanks for your pains.
  • When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me  promised no less to them?
  • Who was the thane lives yet, but under heavy judgement bears that live that life which he deserves to live.
  • That, trusted home, Might yet enkindle you onto the crown, besides thane of Cawdor
  • Two truths are told, as happy prologues to the swelling act of imperial theme
  • Look, how our partner's rapt.
  • New honors come upon him, Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould
  • If chance will have me king, chance may crown me Without my stir.
  • Worthy MacBeth, we stay upon your leisure
  • Very Gladly.
  • give me your favor, my dull brain was wrought with things forgotten.  
  • Till then, enough. Come, friends.
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