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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,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

All. Double, double toil and trouble ;
Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf;
Witches' mummy; maw, and gulf,
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock, diggfd i'the dark;
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew,
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
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,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.

All. Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

1 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood,

Then the charm is firm and good.
Enter Hecate, Spirits, and the Chorus of Witches.

Hec. O, well done! I commend your pains ;
And every one shall share i'the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

Music and Song
Hec. Black spirits and white,

Red spirits and
Mingle, mingle, mingle,

You that mingle may.

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1 Spir. Tiffin, Tiffin, Keep it stiff in.

2 Spir. Firedrake, Puckey, Make it lucky.

3 Spir. Liard, Robin, You must bob in.

Chor. Around, around, around, about, about ;
All ill come running in, all good keep out !
4 Spir. Here's

blood of a bat.
Hec. Put in that, put in that.
5 Spir. Here's Libbard's brain.
Hec. Put in a grain.

6 Spir. Here's juice of toad, and oil of adder; Those will make the charm grow madder.

Hec. Put in all these ; 'twill raise a pois'novs stench! Holdhere's three ounces of a red hair'd wench.

Chor. Around, around, around, about, about ; All ill come running in, all good keep out !

Hec. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes:

[Noise without. Open, locks, whoever knocks.

[Exeunt all but the Three Witches. Enter Macbeth.

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Macb. How now, you secret, black, and midnight
hags?

do?
All. A deed without a name.

Macb. I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) 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'?

What is't you

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.

First Apparition, an armed Head, rises. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power,

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

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

[Descends. Macb. Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution

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

more1 Witch. He will not be commanded : Here's an

other, More potent than the first.

[Thunder

Second Apparition, 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. 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.

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THIRD APPARITION, a Child crowned, with a Tree in

his Hand, rises.
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.
App. 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.

[Descends.
Macb. That will never be :
Who'can impress the forest; bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? sweet bodements! good!-
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?

All. Seek to know no more.

Macb. I will be satisfy'd: deny me this, And an eternal curse fall on you !

[Thunder.The Cauldron sinks. Let me know, Why sinks that cauldron ?

[A Groan. And what noise is this?

1 Witch. Show! 2 Witch. Show ! 3 Witch. Show !

All. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; Come like shadows, so depart.

[Apparitions of Eight Kings, the last with a

Glass in his Hand; and Banquo, pass

across.

Macb. 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 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:

Enter Banquo.The Witches vanish.
Horrible sight !—Now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolterd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.What? is this so?
Where are they? Gone? -Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar!-
Come in, without there!

Enter Seyton.

Sey. What's your grace's will?
Macb. Saw

you

the weird sisters ?
Sey. No, my lord.
Macb. Came they not by you?
Sey. 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!
Sey. 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you

word,
Macduff is fled to England.

Macb. Fled to England ?
Sey. Ay, my good lord.

Macb. Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits v
The flighty purpose never is o'er-took,
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

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