Dun. There's no art
To find the mind's construction in the face:
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust.

Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross, and Angus.

O worthiest cousin![3806]
The sin of my ingratitude even now 15
Was heavy on me: thou art so far before[3807]
That swiftest wing of recompense is slow[3808]
To overtake thee. Would thou hadst less deserved,[3809]
That the proportion both of thanks and payment
Might have been mine! only I have left to say,[3810] 20
More is thy due than more than all can pay.[3811]

Macb. The service and the loyalty I owe,
In doing it, pays itself. Your highness' part[3812]
Is to receive our duties: and our duties[3812]
Are to your throne and state, children and servants;[3812] 25
Which do but what they should, by doing every thing[3812][3813]
Safe toward your love and honour.[3812][3813][3814]

Dun. 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[3815] 30
No less to have done so: let me infold thee
And hold thee to my heart.

Ban. There if I grow,
The harvest is your own.

Dun. My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fulness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow. Sons, kinsmen, thanes,[3816] 35
And you whose places are the nearest, know,
We will establish our estate upon
Our eldest, Malcolm, whom we name hereafter
The Prince of Cumberland: which honour must
Not unaccompanied invest him only,[3817] 40
But signs of nobleness, like stars, shall shine
On all deservers. From hence to Inverness,[3818]
And bind us further to you.[3819]

Macb. The rest is labour, which is not used for you:[3819]
I'll be myself the harbinger, and make joyful[3820] 45
The hearing of my wife with your approach;
So humbly take my leave.

Dun. My worthy Cawdor!

Macb. [Aside] The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step,[3821]
On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap,
For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; 50
Let not light see my black and deep desires:[3822]
The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be
Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see. [Exit.