so all hail, macbeth and banquo. banquo and macbeth, all hail. stay, you imperfect speakers. tell me more. the thane of cawdor lives a prosperous gentleman and to be king stands not within the prospect of belief. speak if you can. the earth hath bubbles, as the water has, and these are of them. whither are they vanished? into the air. and what seemed corporal melted as breath into the wind. would they had stayed. your children shall be kings. you shall be king. and thane of cawdor too went it not so? to the selfsame tune and words. it is i, my lord. who's here? my lord, macbeth. the king hath happily received, macbeth, the news of thy success as thick as hail came post with post and everyone did bear thy praises in his kingdom's great defence. we are sent to give thee from our royal master thanks. and in an earnest of a greater honor, he bade from him, call thee thane of cawdor. what? can the devil speak true? the thane of cawdor lives. why do you dress me in borrowed robes? who was the thane lives yet. but treasons capital confessed and proved have overthrown him. glamis and