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Flourish
.
Exeunt
Enter
Lady
Macbeth
,
reading
a
letter
Lady
Macbeth
:
'
They
met
me
in
the
day
of
success
:
and
I
have
learned
by
the
perfectest
report
,
they
have
more
in
them
than
mortal
knowledge
.
When
I
burned
in
desire
to
question
them
further
,
they
made
themselves
air
,
into
which
they
vanished
.
Whiles
I
stood
rapt
in
the
wonder
of
it
,
came
missives
from
the
king
,
who
all-hailed
me
'
Thane
of
Cawdor
;
'
by
which
title
,
before
,
these
weird
sisters
saluted
me
,
and
referred
me
to
the
coming
on
of
time
,
with
'
Hail
,
king
that
shalt
be
!
'
This
have
I
thought
good
to
deliver
thee
,
my
dearest
partner
of
greatness
,
that
thou
mightst
not
lose
the
dues
of
rejoicing
,
by
being
ignorant
of
what
greatness
is
promised
thee
.
Lay
it
to
thy
heart
,
and
farewell
.
'
Glamis
thou
art
,
and
Cawdor
;
and
shalt
be
What
thou
art
promised
:
yet
do
I
fear
thy
nature
;
It
is
too
full
o
'
the
milk
of
human
kindness
To
catch
the
nearest
way
:
thou
wouldst
be
great
;
Art
not
without
ambition
,
but
without
The
illness
should
attend
it
:
what
thou
wouldst
highly
,
That
wouldst
thou
holily
;
wouldst
not
play
false
,
