Macbeth: Act 4, Scene 1

          Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES.

       First Witch
  1    Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.

       Second Witch
  2    Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

       Third Witch
  3    Harpier cries "'Tis time, 'tis time."

       First Witch
  4    Round about the cauldron go;
  5    In the poison'd entrails throw.
  6    Toad, that under cold stone
  7    Days and nights has thirty-one
  8    Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
  9    Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.

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

       Second Witch
 12    Fillet of a fenny snake,
 13    In the cauldron boil and bake;
 14    Eye of newt and toe of frog,
 15    Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
 16    Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
 17    Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
 18    For a charm of powerful trouble,
 19    Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

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

       Third Witch
 22    Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
 23    Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
 24    Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
 25    Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
 26    Liver of blaspheming Jew,
 27    Gall of goat, and slips of yew
 28    Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
 29    Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
 30    Finger of birth-strangled babe
 31    Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
 32    Make the gruel thick and slab.
 33    Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
 34    For the ingredients of our cauldron.

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

       Second Witch
 37    Cool it with a baboon's blood,
 38    Then the charm is firm and good.

 **       Enter HECAT and the other three

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

           Music and a song: "Black spirits, etc."

          [Exit HECATE.]

       Second Witch
 44    By the pricking of my thumbs,
 45    Something wicked this way comes.


 46    Open, locks,
 47    Whoever knocks!

          Enter MACBETH.

 48    How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
 49    What is't you do?

                                    A deed without a name.

 50    I conjure you, by that which you profess,
 51    Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
 52    Though you untie the winds and let them fight
 53    Against the churches; though the yesty waves
 54    Confound and swallow navigation up;
 55    Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
 56    Though castles topple on their warders' heads;
 57    Though palaces and pyramids do slope
 58    Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
 59    Of nature's germains tumble all together,
 60    Even till destruction sicken, answer me
 61    To what I ask you.

       First Witch

       Second Witch

       Third Witch
                                                             We'll answer.

       First Witch
 62    Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
 63    Or from our masters?

                                          Call 'em; let me see 'em.

       First Witch
 64    Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
 65    Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
 66    From the murderer's gibbet throw
 67    Into the flame.

                                Come, high or low;
 68    Thyself and office deftly show!

 **       Thunder. FIRST APPARITION, an armed Head.

 69    Tell me, thou unknown power—

       First Witch
                                                 He knows thy thought:
 70    Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

       First Apparition
 71    Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
 72    Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.

 **       He descends.

 73    Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
 74    Thou hast harp'd my fear aright. But one word more—

       First Witch
 75    He will not be commanded. Here's another,
 76    More potent than the first.

 **       Thunder. SECOND APPARITION, a bloody Child.

       Second Apparition
 77    Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

 78    Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee.

       Second Apparition
 79    Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
 80    The power of man, for none of woman born
 81    Shall harm Macbeth.


 82    Then live, Macduff; what need I fear of thee?
 83    But yet I'll make assurance double sure,
 84    And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
 85    That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies,
 86    And sleep in spite of thunder.

          Thunder. THIRD APPARITION,
 **       a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand.

                                                  What is this
 87    That rises like the issue of a king,
 88    And wears upon his baby-brow the round
 89    And top of sovereignty?

                                            Listen, but speak not to't.

       Third Apparition
 90    Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
 91    Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
 92    Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
 93    Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
 94    Shall come against him.


                                             That will never be.
 95    Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
 96    Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!
 97    Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood
 98    Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth
 99    Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath
100    To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart
101    Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art
102    Can tell so much, shall Banquo's issue ever
103    Reign in this kingdom?

                                           Seek to know no more.

104    I will be satisfied. Deny me this,
105    And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
106    Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?

***       Hoboys.

       First Witch
107    Show!

       Second Witch
108    Show!

       Third Witch
109    Show!

110    Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;
111    Come like shadows, so depart!

          A show of eight KINGS, [the eighth] with
***       a glass in his hand, and
BANQUO last.

112    Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
113    Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair,
114    Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
115    A third is like the former. Filthy hags!
116    Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes!
117    What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
118    Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more:
119    And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
120    Which shows me many more; and some I see
121    That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry:
122    Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true;
123    For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
124    And points at them for his.

          [Apparitions vanish.]

                                                     What, is this so?

       First Witch
125    Ay, sir, all this is so. But why
126    Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
127    Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
128    And show the best of our delights:
129    I'll charm the air to give a sound,
130    While you perform your antic round,
131    That this great king may kindly say,
132    Our duties did his welcome pay.

          Music. The Witches dance and vanish.

133    Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
134    Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
135    Come in, without there!

          Enter LENNOX.

                                           What's your grace's will?

136    Saw you the weird sisters?

                                                 No, my lord.

137    Came they not by you?

                                         No, indeed, my lord.

138    Infected be the air whereon they ride;
139    And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear
140    The galloping of horse. Who was't came by?

141    'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
142    Macduff is fled to England.

                                              Fled to England!

143    Ay, my good lord.

       MACBETH [Aside.]
144    Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits:
145    The flighty purpose never is o'ertook
146    Unless the deed go with it; from this moment
147    The very firstlings of my heart shall be
148    The firstlings of my hand. And even now,
149    To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
150    The castle of Macduff I will surprise;
151    Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword
152    His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
153    That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool;
154    This deed I'll do before this purpose cool.
155    But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
156    Come, bring me where they are.