To cry, “Hold, hold!” 

Enter Macbeth.

Macbeth

 Great Glamis, worthy Cawdor! Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter! Thy letters have transported me beyond This ignorant present, and I feel now The future in the instant. 

 MACBETH. My dearest love, Duncan comes here tonight. 

 LADY MACBETH. And when goes hence? 

 MACBETH. Tomorrow, as he purposes. 

 LADY MACBETH. 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. 

 MACBETH. We will speak further. 

 LADY MACBETH. Only look up clear; To alter favour ever is to fear. Leave all the rest to me. 

[Exeunt.]

 SCENE VI. The same. Before the Castle.

Hautboys. Servants of Macbeth attending.

Macbeth

Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lennox, Macduff, Ross, Angus and Attendants.

Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Banquo, Lennox, Macduff, Ross, Angus

 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, 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 

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