| ACT I SCENE IV | Forres. The palace. | |
| | Flourish. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX,and Attendants | |
| DUNCAN | Is execution done on Cawdor? Are not | |
| | Those in commission yet return'd? | |
| MALCOLM | My liege, | |
| | They are not yet come back. But I have spoke | 5 |
| | With one that saw him die: who did report | |
| | That very frankly he confess'd his treasons, | |
| | Implored your highness' pardon and set forth | |
| | A deep repentance: nothing in his life | |
| | Became him like the leaving it; he died | 10 |
| | As one that had been studied in his death | |
| | To throw away the dearest thing he owed, | |
| | As 'twere a careless trifle. | |
| DUNCAN | There's no art | |
| | To find the mind's construction in the face: | 15 |
| | He was a gentleman on whom I built | |
| | An absolute trust. | |
| | Enter MACBETH, BANQUO, ROSS, and ANGUS | |
| | O worthiest cousin! | |
| | The sin of my ingratitude even now | |
| | Was heavy on me: thou art so far before | 20 |
| | That swiftest wing of recompense is slow | |
| | To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved, | |
| | That the proportion both of thanks and payment | |
| | Might have been mine! Only I have left to say, | |
| | More is thy due than more than all can pay. | 25 |
| MACBETH | The service and the loyalty I owe, | |
| | In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part | |
| | Is to receive our duties; and our duties | |
| | Are to your throne and state children and servants, | |
| | Which do but what they should, by doing every thing | 30 |
| | Safe toward your love and honour. | |
| DUNCAN | Welcome hither: | |
| | I have begun to plant thee, and will labour | |
| | To make thee full of growing. Noble Banquo, | |
| | That hast no less deserved, nor must be known | 35 |
| | No less to have done so, let me enfold thee | |
| | And hold thee to my heart. | |
| BANQUO | There if I grow, | |
| | The harvest is your own. | |
| DUNCAN | My plenteous joys, | 40 |
| | Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves | |
| | In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes, | |
| | And you whose places are the nearest, know | |
| | We will establish our estate upon | |
| | Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter | 45 |
| | The Prince of Cumberland; which honour must | |
| | Not unaccompanied invest him only, | |
| | But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine | |
| | On all deservers. From hence to Inverness, | |
| | And bind us further to you. | 50 |
| MACBETH | The rest is labour, which is not used for you: | |
| | I'll be myself the harbinger and make joyful | |
| | The hearing of my wife with your approach; | |
| | So humbly take my leave. | |
| DUNCAN | My worthy Cawdor! | 55 |
| MACBETH | Aside | |
| | The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step | |
| | On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, | |
| | For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; | |
| | Let not light see my black and deep desires: | |
| | The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be, | |
| | Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. | 60 |
| | Exit | |
| DUNCAN | True, worthy Banquo; he is full so valiant, | |
| | And in his commendations I am fed; | |
| | It is a banquet to me. Let's after him, | |
| | Whose care is gone before to bid us welcome: | |
| | It is a peerless kinsman. | 65 |
| | Flourish. Exeunt | |