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Thou wouldst be great...
:19:06
... art not without ambition, but
without the illness should attend it.
:19:11
What thou wouldst highly,
thou wouldst holily.
:19:15
Wouldst not play false,
yet wouldst wrongly win.
:19:20
Hie thee hither, that I may pour
my spirits in thine ear.
:19:25
Hail, Macbeth!
Hail, Thane of Cawdor!
:19:29
Worthiest cousin! The sin of
my ingratitude was heavy on me.
:19:34
Only I have left to say, more is
thy due than more than all can pay.
:19:41
The service and the loyalty
I owe pays itself.
:19:44
Your part is to receive our duties.
:19:46
Welcome. I have begun to plant thee
and will labour to make thee grow.
:19:53
Noble Banquo,
that has no less deserved...
:19:56
...let me enfold thee
and hold thee to my heart.
:20:00
There if I grow,
the harvest is your own.
:20:09
Sons, kinsmen, thanes, and you
whose places are the nearest...
:20:14
...know we will establish our estate...
:20:18
...upon our eldest, Malcolm.
:20:24
Whom we name hereafter
the Prince of Cumberland.
:20:45
Hail, Prince of Cumberland!
:20:47
Hail, Prince of Cumberland!
:20:51
Go hence to Inverness
and bind us further to you.
:20:58
I'll go and make joyful the hearing
of my wife with your approach.