Macbeth Act 1 Scene 6
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- This castle hath a pleasant seat. The air Nimbly and sweet recommends itself Unto our gentle senses.
- Duncan and Banquo are outside of Macbeth’s castle as they planed to meet with him
- This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his loved mansionry, that the heaven’s breathSmells wooingly here. No jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle. Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed, The air is delicate
- See, see, our honored hostess. The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, Which still we thank as love. Herin, I teach you How shall you bid God ild’ us for your pains, And thank us for your trouble
- After Lady Macbeth enters, King Duncan greets Lady Macbeth
- All our service, In every point twice done and then done double, Were poor and single business to contend Against those honors deep and broad wherewith Your majesty loads our house. For those of old, And the late dignities heaped up to them, We rest your hermits
- Where’s the Thane of Cawdor?We coursed him at the heels, and had a purposeTo be his purveyor. But he rides well, And his great love ,sharp as his spur, hath helped himTo his home before us. Fair and noble hostess, We are your guest to-night
- Give me your hand;Conduct me to mine host. We love him highly, And shall continue our graces towards. By your leave, hostess
- King Duncan is asking Lady Macbeth about the whereabouts of Macbeth as he wants to speak with him
- Your servants ever Have theirs, themselves, and what is theirs in count To make their audit at your highness’ pleasure, Still to return your own
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