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2 Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes :-
Open, locks, whoever knocks.

Enter MacBETH.
Macb. How now, you secret, black, and mid-

night hags?
What is’t you do?
AN.

A deed without a name. Macb. 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 46 Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown

down;
Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
Though palaces, and pyramids, do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the trea-

sure
Of nature's germins tumble all together
Even till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.

1 Witch, Speak.
2 Witch.

Demand.
3 Witch.

We'll answer. 1 Witch. Say, if thou’dst rather hear it from our

mouths, Or from our masters' ? Macb.

Call them, let me see them.

1 Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
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.
Thunder. An Apparition of an armed head rises 47.
Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power,--
i Witch.

He knows thy thought; Hear his speech, but say thou nought. App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware

Macduff; Beware the thane of Fife.—Dismiss me :-Enough.

[descends. Macb. What-e'er thou art, for thy good caution,

thanks; Thou hast harp'd my fear aright:-But one word

more :i TVitch. He will not be commanded : Here's

another,
More potent than the first.

Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody child rises.
App.

Macbeth ! Macbeth ! Macbeth !-
Macb. Had I three ears, I'd hear thee.
App. Be bloody, bold, and resolute: laugh to

scorn The power of man; for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth.

[descends.

wo

Macb. Then live, Macduff; What need I fear of

thee?
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. What is this,
Thunder. An Apparition of a child crowned, with a

- tree in his hand, rises.
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.
App. Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chases, who frets, or where conspirers are :
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.

[descends. Macb.

That will never be:
Who can impress the forest; bid the tree
Unfix his hearth - bound root? sweet bodements!

good!
Rebellious head, rise never, till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-plac'd 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
Reign in this kingdom?
AU.

Seek to know no more.

Macb. 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?

[Hautboys. 1 Witch. Show ! 2 IVitch. Show! 3 Witch, Show!

All. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart ; Come like shadows, so depart. Eight kings appear48, and pass over the stage in order ; the last, with a glass in his hand : Banquo following. Macb. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo;

down!
Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls 49 :-—And thy hair,
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 :-
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass,
Which shows me many more; and some I see,
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry 50 :
Horrible sight !- Ay, now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.—What, is this so?

1 Witch. Ay, sir, all this is so :-But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly ? -
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprights,
And show the best of our delights;
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antique round :

That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.

[Musick. The Witches dance, and vanish. Macb. Where are they? Gone ?-Let this pernici

ous hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar! -
Come in, without there !

Enter LENOX.
Len.

What's your grace's will ?
Macb. Saw you the weïrd sisters ?
Len.

No, my lord. Macb. Came they not by you? Len.

No, indeed, my lord. Macb. 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 word, Macduff is fled to England. Macb.

Fled to England ? Len. Ay, my good lord. Macb. Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits: The flighty purpose never is o'ertook, 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 ; Seize upon Fife ; give to the edge o'the sword

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