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22 Macbeth [Act I 

Which should be thine or his : silenced with that, 
In viewing o'er the rest o' the selfsame day, 
He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks, 
Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make, 
Strange images of death. As thick as hail 
Came post with post, and every one did bear 
Thy praises in his kingdom's great defence, 
And pour d them down before him. 

Angus. We are sent 100 

To give thee from our royal master thanks ; 
Only to herald thee into his sight, 
Not pay thee. 

Ross. 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. 

Banquo. What, can the devil speak true? 

Macbeth. The thane of Cawdor lives : why do 
you dress me 
In borrow'd robes ? 

Angus. Who was the thane lives yet, 

But under heavy judgment bears that life no 

Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was com- 

bin'd 
With those of Norway, or did line the rebel 
With hidden help and vantage, or that with both 
He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not ; 
But treasons capital, confess'd and proved, 
Have overthrown him