That were the flaves of drink, and thralls of fleep? (As, an't please heav'n, he shall not;) they should find Macduff lives in difgrace. Sir, can you tell Lord. The Son of Duncan, From whom this tyrant holds the due of Birth, To wake Northumberland, and warlike Siward; Give to our tables meat, fleep to our nights; Hath fo exafp'rated their King, that he Prepares for fome attempt of War. Len. Sent he to Macduff? Lord. He did, and with an abfolute, Sir, not I, The cloudy meffenger turns me his back, And hums; as who fhould fay, you'll rue the time, That clogs me with this answer. Len. And that well might Advife him to a care to hold what distance May foon return to this our fuffering Country, Lord. I'll fend my pray'rs with him. ACT IV. SCENE I. [Exeunt: A dark Cave; in the middle, a great Cauldron burning. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. I WITCH. HRICE the brinded cat hath mew'd. TH 2 Witch. Twice, and once the hedge-pig whin'd. 3 Witch. Harper cries, 'tis time, 'tis time. I Witch. Round about the cauldron go, In the poison'd entrails throw. [They march round the cauldron, and throw in the Toad, that under the cold ftone, All. Double, double, toil and trouble, 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,. Witches' mummy; maw, and gulf Of Of the ravening falt fea-shark; All. Double, double, toil and trouble, 2 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the Charm is firm and good. Enter Hecate, and other three Witches. And now about the cauldron fing, Mufic and a Song. Black fpirits and white, 2 Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs SCENE II. Macb. Hor Enter Macbeth. } OW now, you fecret, black, and midnight hags? What is't you do? All. A deed without a name. Macb. I conjure you, by that which you profefs, (Howe'er you come to know it) answer me. Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down, Their heads to their foundation; though the treasure Of Nature's Germins tumble all together, Even till deftruction ficken: answer me 1 Witch. Say, if th' hadft rather hear it from our Or from our masters ? Macb. Call 'em : let me fee 'em. 1 Witch. Pour in fow's blood, that hath eaten Her nine farrow: greafe, that's fweaten. From the murd'rer's gibbet, throw Into the flame: All. Come high or low: Thyfelf and office deftly fhow. Apparition of an armed head arifes. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown Power1 Witch. He knows thy thought: Hear his fpeech, but fay thou nought. [Thunder. App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff! Beware the Thane of Fife-dismiss me -enough. [Defcends. Macb. What-e'er thou art, for thy good Caution, thanks. Thou'ft harp'd my fear aright. But one word more— 1 Witch. He will not be commanded; here's another More potent than the first. [Thunder. App. Apparition of a bloody child rises. App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Macb. Had I three ears, I'd hear thee. App. Be bloody, bold, and refolute; laugh to fcorn The pow'r of man; for none of woman born Shall harm Macbeth. [Defcends. Macb. Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee? But yet I'll make affurance double fure, And take a bond of Fate; thou fhalt not live, [Thunders. Apparition of a child crowned, with a tree in his hand, rises. What is this. That rifes like the iffue of a King, And wears upon his baby-brow the round And top of Sovereignty? All Liften, but speak not. App. Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care, Who chafes, who frets, or where confpirers are: Macbeth fhall never vanquifh'd be, until Great Birnam-wood to Dunfinane's high hill Shall come against him. Macb. That will never be: Who can impress the foreft, bid the tree [Defcends. Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet boadments! good! Reign in this Kingdom? All. Seek to know no more. [The Cauldron finks into the Ground. Rebellious Dead rife never, ] We fhould read, Rebellious Head P 6 Warb. Macb. |