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And take a bond of fate : thou shalt not live;
3d Apparition, a Child crowned, with a Tree in his Hand.
AU. Listen, bút speak not to't.
App. Be lion-inettled, proud; and take no care
All. Seek to know no more.
Mac. I will be satisfy'd: deny me this,
i Witch, Shew !
All. Shew his eyes, and grieve his heart;
[ A shew of eight Kings, and BANQUO; the last
with a Glass'in his Hand. Mac. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo; down! Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls:-And thy air, Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first :A third is like the former :-Filthy hags : Why do you shew me this? --A fourth ?-Start, eyes! What! will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
1 Witch. Ay, sir, all this is so :-But why
[Musick. (The Witches dance and vanish.
Mac. Where are they? Gone !--Let this pernicious
hour Stand aye
accursed in the calendar! Come in, without there!
Len. What's your grace's will ?
Mac. 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? Len. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you
Mac. Fled to England ?
done : The castle of Macduff I will surprise ; 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: 171 But no more sights !--Where are these gentlemen ? Come, bring me where they are.
Enter Macduff's Wife, her Son, and Rosse. L. Macd. What had he done, to make him fy the
L. Macd. He had none :
Rosse. You know not,
190 I pray you, school yourself : but, for
husband He is noble, wise, judicious, and best know The fits o'the season. I dare not speak much further :
But cruel are the times, when we are traitors,
L. Macd. Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless.
Rosse. I.am so much a fool, should I stay longer, It would be my disgrace,
discomfort : I take my leave at once.
not set for. My father is not dead, for all your saying. L. Macd. Yes, he is dead; how wilt thou do for a
father? Son: Nay, how will you do for a husband ? L.. Macd. Why, I can buy me twenty at any
market. Son. Then you'll buy 'em to sell again,