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Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make.
Strange images of death. As thick as tale,
Came post with post, and every one did bear
Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence,
And pour'd them down before him.
Ang. We are sent,
To give thee, from our royal master, thanks;
To herald thee into his sight, not pay thee.
Rosse. And, for an earnest of a greater honour,
He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor:
In which addition, Hail, most worthy Thane!
For it is thine.[1]
The King congratulates Macbeth on bis success; and professes, that the praises due to his personal valour in the first battle with the rebels, are
- ↑ Macbeth, Act i. Sc 3.
