[Thunder. Enter the three Witches]
- First Witch. Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
1555 Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
- All. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
- Second Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
1560 Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
1565 Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
- All. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
- Third Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
1570 Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
1575 Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
1580 For the ingredients of our cauldron.
- All. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
- Second Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
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[Enter HECATE to the other three Witches]
- Hecate. O well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i' the gains;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a ring,
1590 Enchanting all that you put in.
[Music and a song: 'Black spirits,' &c]
[HECATE retires]
- Second Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
1595 Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!
[Enter MACBETH]
- Macbeth. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do?
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- All. A deed without a name.
- Macbeth. I conjure you, by that which you profess,
Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
1605 Confound and swallow navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
1610 Of nature's germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.
- First Witch. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?
- First Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
1620
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.
- All. Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!
1625
[Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head]
- Macbeth. Tell me, thou unknown power,—
- First Witch. He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
- First Apparition. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
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Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
[Descends]
- Macbeth. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one
word more,—
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- First Witch. He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.
[Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child]
- Macbeth. Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.
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- Second Apparition. Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
[Descends]
- Macbeth. Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
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But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
And sleep in spite of thunder.
[Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand]
1650 What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
- All. Listen, but speak not to't.
1655
- Third Apparition. Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.
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[Descends]
- Macbeth. That will never be
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!
Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood
1665 Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath
To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart
Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art
Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever
1670 Reign in this kingdom?
- All. Seek to know no more.
- Macbeth. I will be satisfied: deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?
1675
[Hautboys]
- All. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;
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Come like shadows, so depart!
[A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in]
his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following]
- Macbeth. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down!
Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair,
1685 Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
A third is like the former. Filthy hags!
Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:
1690 And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
Which shows me many more; and some I see
That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:
Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
1695 And points at them for his.
[Apparitions vanish]
What, is this so?
- First Witch. Ay, sir, all this is so: but why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
1700 Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights:
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round:
That this great king may kindly say,
1705 Our duties did his welcome pay.
[Music. The witches dance and then vanish, with HECATE]
- Macbeth. Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
Come in, without there!
1710
[Enter LENNOX]
- Lennox. What's your grace's will?
- Macbeth. Saw you the weird sisters?
- Macbeth. Came they not by you?
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- Macbeth. Infected be the air whereon they ride;
And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear
The galloping of horse: who was't came by?
- Lennox. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
1720
Macduff is fled to England.
- Macbeth. Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:
The flighty purpose never is o'ertook
1725 Unless the deed go with it; from this moment
The very firstlings of my heart shall be
The firstlings of my hand. And even now,
To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
The castle of Macduff I will surprise;
1730 Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword
His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;
This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.
But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
1735 Come, bring me where they are.
[Exeunt]
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