Scene V. Inverness. Macbeth’s castle.

           EnterLadyMacbeth,readingaletter

           LadyMacbeth:‘Theymetmeinthedayofsuccess:andIhavelearnedbytheperfectestreport,theyhavemoreinthemthanmortalknowledge.WhenIburnedindesiretoquestionthemfurther,theymadethemselvesair,intowhichtheyvanished.WhilesIstoodraptinthewonderofit,camemissivesfromtheking,whoall-hailedme‘ThaneofCawdor;’bywhichtitle,before,theseweirdsisterssalutedme,andreferredmetothecomingonoftime,with‘Hail,kingthatshaltbe!’ThishaveIthoughtgoodtodeliverthee,mydearestpartnerofgreatness,thatthoumightstnotlosetheduesofrejoicing,bybeingignorantofwhatgreatnessispromisedthee.Layittothyheart,andfarewell.’

           Glamisthouart,andCawdor;andshaltbe

           Whatthouartpromised:yetdoIfearthynature;

           Itistoofullo’themilkofhumankindness

           Tocatchthenearestway:thouwouldstbegreat;

           Artnotwithoutambition,butwithout

           Theillnessshouldattendit:whatthouwouldsthighly,

           Thatwouldstthouholily;wouldstnotplayfalse,

           Andyetwouldstwronglywin:thou’ldsthave,greatGlamis,

           Thatwhichcries‘Thusthoumustdo,ifthouhaveit;

           Andthatwhichratherthoudostfeartodo

           Thanwishestshouldbeundone.’Hietheehither,

           ThatImaypourmyspiritsinthineear;

           Andchastisewiththevalourofmytongue

           Allthatimpedestheefromthegoldenround,

           Whichfateandmetaphysicalaiddothseem

           Tohavetheecrown’dwithal.

           EnteraMessenger

           Whatisyourtidings?