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A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES .
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A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES .
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FIRST WITCH Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
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FIRST WITCH Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
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SECOND WITCH Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whined.
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SECOND WITCH Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whined.
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THIRD WITCH Harpier cries, “'Tis time, ’tis time.”
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THIRD WITCH Harpier cries, “'Tis time, ’tis time.”
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FIRST WITCH Round about the cauldron go,
5 In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' th' charmèd pot.
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FIRST WITCH Round about the cauldron go,
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' th' charmèd pot.
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ALL 10 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
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SECOND WITCH Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake.
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
15 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.
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SECOND WITCH Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake.
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.
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ALL 20 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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THIRD WITCH Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
25 Root of hemlock digged i' th' dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,
30 Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
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THIRD WITCH Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i' th' dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
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ALL 35 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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SECOND WITCH Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
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SECOND WITCH Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
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Enter HECATE and the other three WITCHES
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Enter HECATE and the other three WITCHES
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HECATE Oh well done! I commend your pains,
40 And every one shall share i' th' gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
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HECATE Oh well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share i' th' gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
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Music and a song: “Black spirits,” &c. HECATE retires
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Music and a song: “Black spirits,” &c. HECATE retires
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SECOND WITCH By the pricking of my thumbs,
45 Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks.
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SECOND WITCH By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks.
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Enter MACBETH
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Enter MACBETH
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MACBETH How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?
What is ’t you do?
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MACBETH How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?
What is ’t you do?
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ALL A deed without a name.
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ALL A deed without a name.
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MACBETH 50 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 yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up,
55 Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down,
Though castles topple on their warders' heads,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations, though the treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together,
60 Even till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.
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MACBETH 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 yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up,
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down,
Though castles topple on their warders' heads,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations, though the treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.
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FIRST WITCH Speak.
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FIRST WITCH Speak.
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SECOND WITCH Demand.
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SECOND WITCH Demand.
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THIRD WITCH We’ll answer.
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THIRD WITCH We’ll answer.
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FIRST WITCH Say, if th' hadst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'.
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FIRST WITCH Say, if th' hadst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'.
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MACBETH Call 'em. Let me see 'em.
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MACBETH Call 'em. Let me see 'em.
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FIRST WITCH 65 Pour in sow’s blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that’s sweaten
From the murderer’s gibbet throw
Into the flame.
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FIRST 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.
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ALL Come, high or low;
70 Thyself and office deftly show!
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ALL Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!
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Thunder. FIRST APPARITION : an armed head
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Thunder. FIRST APPARITION : an armed head
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MACBETH Tell me, thou unknown power—
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MACBETH Tell me, thou unknown power—
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FIRST WITCH He knows thy thought.
Hear his speech but say thou nought.
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FIRST WITCH He knows thy thought.
Hear his speech but say thou nought.
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FIRST APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff.
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
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FIRST APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff.
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH 75 Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks.
Thou hast harped my fear aright. But one word more—
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MACBETH Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks.
Thou hast harped my fear aright. But one word more—
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FIRST WITCH He will not be commanded. Here’s another
More potent than the first.
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FIRST WITCH He will not be commanded. Here’s another
More potent than the first.
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Thunder. SECOND APPARITION : a bloody child
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Thunder. SECOND APPARITION : a bloody child
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SECOND APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!—
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SECOND APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!—
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MACBETH 80 Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.
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MACBETH Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.
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SECOND APPARITION Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
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SECOND APPARITION Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH 85 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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MACBETH 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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Thunder. THIRD APPARITION : a child crowned, with a tree in his hand
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Thunder. THIRD APPARITION : a child crowned, with a tree in his hand
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90 What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
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What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
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ALL Listen but speak not to ’t.
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ALL Listen but speak not to ’t.
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THIRD APPARITION Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
95 Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him.
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THIRD APPARITION Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH That will never be.
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
100 Unfix his earthbound root? Sweet bodements! Good!
Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath
To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart
105 Throbs to know one thing. Tell me, if your art
Can tell so much: shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom?
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MACBETH That will never be.
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earthbound root? Sweet bodements! Good!
Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed 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?
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ALL Seek to know no more.
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ALL Seek to know no more.
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MACBETH I will be satisfied. Deny me this,
110 And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
Why sinks that cauldron? And what noise is this?
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MACBETH 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?
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Hautboys
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Hautboys
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FIRST WITCH Show.
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FIRST WITCH Show.
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SECOND WITCH Show.
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SECOND WITCH Show.
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THIRD WITCH Show.
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THIRD WITCH Show.
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ALL 115 Show his eyes and grieve his heart.
Come like shadows; so depart!
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ALL Show his eyes and grieve his heart.
Come like shadows; so depart!
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A show of eight kings, the last with a glass in his hand, followed by BANQUO
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A show of eight kings, the last with a glass in his hand, followed by BANQUO
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MACBETH Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. And thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
120 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 th' crack of doom?
Another yet? A seventh? I’ll see no more.
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
125 Which shows me many more, and some I see
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry.
Horrible sight! Now I see ’tis true;
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his.
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MACBETH Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. 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 th' 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.
Horrible sight! Now I see ’tis true;
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his.
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Apparitions vanish
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Apparitions vanish
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What, is this so?
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What, is this so?
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FIRST WITCH 130 Ay, sir, all this is so. But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights.
I’ll charm th' air to give a sound,
135 While you perform your antic round.
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
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FIRST WITCH Ay, sir, all this is so. But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights.
I’ll charm th' air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round.
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
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Music. The WITCHES dance and then vanish
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Music. The WITCHES dance and then vanish
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MACBETH Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!
140 Come in, without there.
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MACBETH Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!
Come in, without there.
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Enter LENNOX
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Enter LENNOX
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LENNOX What’s your grace’s will?
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LENNOX What’s your grace’s will?
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MACBETH Saw you the weird sisters?
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MACBETH Saw you the weird sisters?
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LENNOX No, my lord.
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LENNOX No, my lord.
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MACBETH Came they not by you?
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MACBETH Came they not by you?
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LENNOX No, indeed, my lord.
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LENNOX No, indeed, my lord.
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MACBETH Infected be the air whereon they ride,
And damned all those that trust them! I did hear
145 The galloping of horse. Who was ’t came by?
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MACBETH Infected be the air whereon they ride,
And damned all those that trust them! I did hear
The galloping of horse. Who was ’t came by?
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LENNOX 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
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LENNOX 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
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MACBETH Fled to England?
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MACBETH Fled to England?
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LENNOX Ay, my good lord.
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LENNOX Ay, my good lord.
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MACBETH 150 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,
155 To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
The castle of Macduff I will surprise,
Seize upon Fife, give to th' edge o' th' sword
His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool.
160 This deed I’ll do before this purpose cool.
But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
Come, bring me where they are.
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MACBETH 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 th' edge o' th' 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.
But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
Come, bring me where they are.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES .
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A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES .
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FIRST WITCH Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
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FIRST WITCH Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
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SECOND WITCH Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whined.
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SECOND WITCH Thrice, and once the hedge-pig whined.
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THIRD WITCH Harpier cries, “'Tis time, ’tis time.”
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THIRD WITCH Harpier cries, “'Tis time, ’tis time.”
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FIRST WITCH Round about the cauldron go,
5 In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' th' charmèd pot.
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FIRST WITCH Round about the cauldron go,
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' th' charmèd pot.
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ALL 10 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
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SECOND WITCH Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake.
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
15 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.
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SECOND WITCH Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake.
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.
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ALL 20 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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THIRD WITCH Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
25 Root of hemlock digged i' th' dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,
30 Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
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THIRD WITCH Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i' th' dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
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ALL 35 Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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ALL Double, double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
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SECOND WITCH Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
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SECOND WITCH Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
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Enter HECATE and the other three WITCHES
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Enter HECATE and the other three WITCHES
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HECATE Oh well done! I commend your pains,
40 And every one shall share i' th' gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
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HECATE Oh well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share i' th' gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
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Music and a song: “Black spirits,” &c. HECATE retires
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Music and a song: “Black spirits,” &c. HECATE retires
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SECOND WITCH By the pricking of my thumbs,
45 Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks.
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SECOND WITCH By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks.
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Enter MACBETH
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Enter MACBETH
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MACBETH How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?
What is ’t you do?
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MACBETH How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?
What is ’t you do?
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ALL A deed without a name.
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ALL A deed without a name.
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MACBETH 50 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 yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up,
55 Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down,
Though castles topple on their warders' heads,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations, though the treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together,
60 Even till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.
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MACBETH 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 yeasty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up,
Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down,
Though castles topple on their warders' heads,
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations, though the treasure
Of nature’s germens tumble all together,
Even till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.
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FIRST WITCH Speak.
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FIRST WITCH Speak.
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SECOND WITCH Demand.
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SECOND WITCH Demand.
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THIRD WITCH We’ll answer.
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THIRD WITCH We’ll answer.
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FIRST WITCH Say, if th' hadst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'.
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FIRST WITCH Say, if th' hadst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'.
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MACBETH Call 'em. Let me see 'em.
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MACBETH Call 'em. Let me see 'em.
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FIRST WITCH 65 Pour in sow’s blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that’s sweaten
From the murderer’s gibbet throw
Into the flame.
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FIRST 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.
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ALL Come, high or low;
70 Thyself and office deftly show!
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ALL Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!
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Thunder. FIRST APPARITION : an armed head
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Thunder. FIRST APPARITION : an armed head
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MACBETH Tell me, thou unknown power—
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MACBETH Tell me, thou unknown power—
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FIRST WITCH He knows thy thought.
Hear his speech but say thou nought.
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FIRST WITCH He knows thy thought.
Hear his speech but say thou nought.
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FIRST APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff.
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
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FIRST APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff.
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH 75 Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks.
Thou hast harped my fear aright. But one word more—
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MACBETH Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks.
Thou hast harped my fear aright. But one word more—
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FIRST WITCH He will not be commanded. Here’s another
More potent than the first.
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FIRST WITCH He will not be commanded. Here’s another
More potent than the first.
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Thunder. SECOND APPARITION : a bloody child
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Thunder. SECOND APPARITION : a bloody child
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SECOND APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!—
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SECOND APPARITION Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!—
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MACBETH 80 Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.
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MACBETH Had I three ears, I’d hear thee.
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SECOND APPARITION Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
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SECOND APPARITION Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH 85 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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MACBETH 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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Thunder. THIRD APPARITION : a child crowned, with a tree in his hand
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Thunder. THIRD APPARITION : a child crowned, with a tree in his hand
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90 What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
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What is this
That rises like the issue of a king,
And wears upon his baby-brow the round
And top of sovereignty?
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ALL Listen but speak not to ’t.
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ALL Listen but speak not to ’t.
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THIRD APPARITION Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
95 Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him.
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THIRD APPARITION Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.
Macbeth shall never vanquished be until
Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
Shall come against him.
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Descends
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Descends
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MACBETH That will never be.
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
100 Unfix his earthbound root? Sweet bodements! Good!
Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth
Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath
To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart
105 Throbs to know one thing. Tell me, if your art
Can tell so much: shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom?
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MACBETH That will never be.
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earthbound root? Sweet bodements! Good!
Rebellious dead, rise never till the wood
Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed 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?
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ALL Seek to know no more.
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ALL Seek to know no more.
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MACBETH I will be satisfied. Deny me this,
110 And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
Why sinks that cauldron? And what noise is this?
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MACBETH 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?
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Hautboys
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Hautboys
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FIRST WITCH Show.
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FIRST WITCH Show.
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SECOND WITCH Show.
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SECOND WITCH Show.
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THIRD WITCH Show.
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THIRD WITCH Show.
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ALL 115 Show his eyes and grieve his heart.
Come like shadows; so depart!
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ALL Show his eyes and grieve his heart.
Come like shadows; so depart!
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A show of eight kings, the last with a glass in his hand, followed by BANQUO
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A show of eight kings, the last with a glass in his hand, followed by BANQUO
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MACBETH Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. And thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first.
120 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 th' crack of doom?
Another yet? A seventh? I’ll see no more.
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass
125 Which shows me many more, and some I see
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry.
Horrible sight! Now I see ’tis true;
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his.
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MACBETH Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
Thy crown does sear mine eyeballs. 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 th' 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.
Horrible sight! Now I see ’tis true;
For the blood-boltered Banquo smiles upon me
And points at them for his.
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Apparitions vanish
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Apparitions vanish
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What, is this so?
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What, is this so?
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FIRST WITCH 130 Ay, sir, all this is so. But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights.
I’ll charm th' air to give a sound,
135 While you perform your antic round.
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
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FIRST WITCH Ay, sir, all this is so. But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights.
I’ll charm th' air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round.
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
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Music. The WITCHES dance and then vanish
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Music. The WITCHES dance and then vanish
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MACBETH Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!
140 Come in, without there.
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MACBETH Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!
Come in, without there.
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Enter LENNOX
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Enter LENNOX
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LENNOX What’s your grace’s will?
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LENNOX What’s your grace’s will?
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MACBETH Saw you the weird sisters?
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MACBETH Saw you the weird sisters?
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LENNOX No, my lord.
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LENNOX No, my lord.
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MACBETH Came they not by you?
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MACBETH Came they not by you?
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LENNOX No, indeed, my lord.
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LENNOX No, indeed, my lord.
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MACBETH Infected be the air whereon they ride,
And damned all those that trust them! I did hear
145 The galloping of horse. Who was ’t came by?
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MACBETH Infected be the air whereon they ride,
And damned all those that trust them! I did hear
The galloping of horse. Who was ’t came by?
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LENNOX 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
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LENNOX 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
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MACBETH Fled to England?
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MACBETH Fled to England?
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LENNOX Ay, my good lord.
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LENNOX Ay, my good lord.
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MACBETH 150 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,
155 To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done:
The castle of Macduff I will surprise,
Seize upon Fife, give to th' edge o' th' sword
His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls
That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool.
160 This deed I’ll do before this purpose cool.
But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
Come, bring me where they are.
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MACBETH 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 th' edge o' th' 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.
But no more sights!—Where are these gentlemen?
Come, bring me where they are.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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