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It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain
To kill their gracious father? damned fact!
How it did grieve Macbeth! did he not straight,
In pious rage, the two delinquents tear,
That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep?
Was not that nobly done? Ay, and wisely, too;
For 'twould have anger'd any heart alive,
To hear the men deny 't. So that, I say,
He has borne all things well; and I do think,
That had he Duncan's sons under his key,
(As, an't please Heaven, he shall not,) they should find
What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.
But, peace ! — for from broad words, and 'cause he
Lord. The son of Duncan,
From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth,
Len. Sent he to Macduff?
Lord. He did: and with an absolute, " Sir, not 1," The cloudy messenger turns me his back,
And hums, as who should say, 'You'll rue the time
That clogs me with this answer.'
Len. And that well might
Advise him to a caution, t' hold what distance
Lord. I'll send my prayers with him!
Scene I.—A dark Cave. In the middle, a Cauldron, boiling.
Thunder. Enter the three Witches.
THRICE the brinded cat hath mew'd. 2 Witch. Thrice; and once the hedge-pig whin'd. 3 Witch. Harpier cries, — 'Tis time, 'tis time. 1 Witch. Round about the cauldron go; In the poison'd entrails throw. — Toad, that under [the] cold stone, Days and nights has thirty-one Swelter'd venom sleeping got, Boil thou first i' th' charmed pot.
All. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
2 Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake
For a charm of powerful trouble,
All. Double, double toil and trouble;
3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf; Witches' mummy; maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark;
All. Double, double toil and trouble;
2 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood; Then the charm is firm and good.
Hec. O, well done! I commend your pains,
[Music and a song, "Black spirits," fyc.
2 Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. — \_Knocking. Open, locks, Whoever knocks.
Macb. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! What is't you do r
All. 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 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 treasure 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 'em: let me see 'em.
1 Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten Her nine farrow; grease, that sweaten From the murderer's gibbet, throw Into the flame.
All. Come high, or low;
Thyself and office deftly shew.
Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head appears. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power, — 2 Witch. He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou naught.
1 Apparition. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff; 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 more : — 1 Witch. He will not be commanded. Here's another, More potent than the first.
Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child appears.
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. —
Thunder. An Apparition of a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand, appears.
What is this,