The Tragedy of Macbeth: ACT I
Introduction ACT I SCENE I. A desert place. SCENE II. A camp near Forres. SCENE III. A heath near Forres. SCENE IV. Forres. The palace. SCENE V. Inverness. Macbeth's castle. SCENE VI. Before Macbeth's castle. SCENE VII. Macbeth's castle. ACT II ACT III ACT IV ACT V About the Play Feedback			Search: All the plays Hamlet Coriolanus Julius Caesar King Lear Macbeth Othello Romeo and Juliet Richard II Richard III Titus Andronicus Antony and Cleopatra Timon of Athens Henry IV Part 1 Henry IV Part 2 Henry the Fifth Henry VI Part 1 Henry VI Part 2 Henry VI Part 3 Henry VIII King John Pericles Troilus and Cressida All's Well... As You Like It The Comedy of Errors Cymbeline A Midsummer... Love's Labour's Lost Measure for Measure The Merry Wives... Much Ado about Nothing The Merchant of Venice Twelfth Night The Taming of... The Tempest The Two Gentlemen... The Winter's Tale    for: SCENE VI. Before Macbeth's castle. Hautboys and torches. Enter DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, BANQUO, LENNOX, MACDUFF, ROSS, ANGUS, and Attendants DUNCAN       This castle hath a pleasant seat; the air       Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself       Unto our gentle senses. BANQUO       This guest of summer, 5     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 pendent bed and procreant cradle: 10    Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed,       The air is delicate. Enter LADY MACBETH DUNCAN       See, see, our honour'd hostess!       The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,       Which still we thank as love. Herein I teach you 15    How you shall bid God 'ild us for your pains,       And thank us for your trouble. LADY MACBETH       All our service       In every point twice done and then done double       Were poor and single business to contend 20    Against those honours deep and broad wherewith       Your majesty loads our house: for those of old,       And the late dignities heap'd up to them,       We rest your hermits. DUNCAN       Where's the thane of Cawdor? 25    We coursed him at the heels, and had a purpose       To be his purveyor: but he rides well;       And his great love, sharp as his spur, hath holp him       To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess,       We are your guest to-night. LADY MACBETH 30    Your servants ever       Have theirs, themselves and what is theirs, in compt,       To make their audit at your highness' pleasure,       Still to return your own. DUNCAN       Give me your hand; 35    Conduct me to mine host: we love him highly,       And shall continue our graces towards him.       By your leave, hostess. Exeunt Return to top of page ... or ... Go to next scene