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SCENE III.-A Heath. Thunder
Enter the three Witches.
1st Witch. Where hast thou been, sister?
2nd Witch. Killing swine.
3rd Witch. Sister, where thou?
1st Witch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And mounch'd and mounch'd and mounch'd ;-Give me, quoth I:
Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger :
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.
2nd Witch. I'll give thee a wind.
1st Witch. Thou art kind.
3rd Witch. And I another.
1st Witch. I myself have all the other:
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I'the shipman's card.
I will drain him dry as hay :
Weary sev'n-nights, nine times nine,
2nd Witch. Show me, show me.
1st Witch. Here I have a pilot's thum, Wreck'd as homeward he did come.
3rd Witch. A drum, a drum: Macbeth doth come.
All. The weird sisters, hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about;
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
And thrice again, to make up nine :
Peace!-the charm's wound up.
Enter MACBETH and BANQUO.
Macb. Se foul and fair a day I have not seen.
So wither'd, and so wild in their attire;
That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
And yet are on't? Live you? or are you aught
That man may question? You seem to understand me,
By each at once her choppy finger laying
Macb. Speak, if you can ;-What are you?
1st Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis ! 2nd Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Cawdor! 3rd Witch. All hail, Macbeth! that shalt be king hereafter. Ban. Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair ?-I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
That he seems wrapt withal; to me you speak not:
And say, which grain will grow, and which will not;
1st Witch. Hail!2nd Witch. Hail!
3rd Witch. Hail!
1st Witch. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater. 2nd Witch. Not so happy, yet much happier.
3rd Witch. Thy children shall be kings, though thou be none: So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
1st Witch. Banquo, and Macbeth, all hail !
Macb. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:
By Sinel's death, I know, I am thane of Glamis;
But how of Cawdor? the thane of Cawdor lives,
No more than to be Cawdor. Say, from whence
With such prophetic greeting ?-Speak, I charge you.
Ban. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
Ban. Were such things here, as we do speak about?
That takes the reason prisoner?
You shall be king.
Macb. Your children shall be kings.
Enter Rosse and ANGUS.
Rosse. The king hath happily received, Macbeth,
Rosse. And, for an earnest of a greater honor,
For it is thine.
What, can the devil speak true?
Macb. The thane of Cawdor lives; Why do you dress ms In borrowed robes ?
Besides the thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange
The instruments of darkness tell us truths;
Win us with honest trifles, to betray us
Cousins, a word, I pray you.
Two truths are told,
As happy prologues to the swelling act
Of the imperial theme.-I thank you, gentlemen.-
Cannot be ill; cannot e good:-If ill,
My thought, whose murder yet is but far.tastical,
But what is not.
Look, how our partner's rapt.
Macb. If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me Without my stir.
New honors come upon him
Like our strange garments; cleave not to their mould,
Come what come may;
Ban. Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.
Are register'd where every day I turn
The leaf to read them.-Let us toward the king.—
Our free hearts each to other.
Macbeth goes to Fores to pay his duty to King Duncan, who confirms him in his title of Thane of Cawdor, and as a farther proof of the royal favor, the King announces his intention of visiting Macbeth at his Castle in Inverness. Macbeth leaves the King to be tne "harbinger" of the monarch's proposed visit.
The Scene changes to the Castle of Macbeth, and Lady Macbeth enters, reading a Letter she has just received from her husband.
Inverness. A Room in Macbeth's Castle.
Enter Lady Macbeth, reading a letter.
Lady M. 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 my greatness; that thou mightest 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 promis'd :-Yet do I fear thy nature;
To catch the nearest way. Thou would'st be great;
The illness should attend it. What thou would'st highly,
And yet would'st wrongly win: thou'dst have, great Glamis,
And that which rather thou dost fear to do,
Than wishest should be undone. Hie thee hither,
To have thee crown'd withal.- -What is your tidings?
Is not thy master with him? who, wer't so,
Would have inform'd for preparation.
Thou'rt mad to say it:
Atten. So please you, it is true; our thane is coming:
One of my fellows had the speed of him :
Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more
Than would take up his message.
Give him tending.
He brings good news. The raven himself-is hoarse,
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan
You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night,
To cry, Hold, hold!- -Great Glamis' worthy Cawdor!