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An open place.

Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches,


IV itch. When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain ? 2. Witch.

When the hurly burly's done, When the battle's lost and won : 3. Witch,

That will be ere set of sull, 1. Witch,

Where the place ? Witch, Upon the heath: 5. Witch.

There to meet with Macbeth. 1. Witch. I come, Graymalkin!

All, Paddock calls : Anon. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air.

WITCHES vanish

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A Camp near Fores.
Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MAL-

COLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, with attendants,

meeting a bleeding Soldier.
Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report,
As scemeth by his plight, of the revolt
The newest state.

Mal, This is the sergeant,
Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
'Gainst my captivity: Hail, brave friend!
Say to the King the knowledge of the broil,
As thou didst leave it.

Sold. Doubtfully it stood;
As two spent swimmers, that do cling together,
And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald
(Worthy to be a rebel; for, to that,
The multiplying villainies of nature
Do swarm upon him,) from the western isles
Of Kernes and Gallowglasses is supplied ;
And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,
Show'd like a rebel's whore: But all's too weak:
For brave Macbeth, (well he deserves that name,)
Disdaining fortune, with his brandish'd steel,
Which smok'd with bloody execution,
Like valour's minion,
Carv'd out his passage, till he fac'd the slave;
And ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseam'd him from the nave to the chops,
And fix'd his head upon our battlements.

Dun, 0, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!

Sold, As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break; So from that spring, whence comfort scem'd to come, Discomfort swe.Is. Mark, King of Scotland, mark :

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CAN, MAI attendal

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ought iend! broil,

together, cdonald

No sooner justice had, with valour arm'd,
Compellid these skipping Kcrnes to trust their heels;
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbish'd arms, and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.

Dun. Dismay'd not this
Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?

Sold. Yes ;
As sparrows, eagles ; or the hare, the lion.
If I say sooth, I must report they were
As cannons overcharg'd with double cracks;
So they
Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foc:
Except they meant to bathe in rceking wounds,
Or memorize another Golgotha,
I cannot tell:
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.
Dun. So well thy words become thee, as thy

They smack of honour both: Go, get him


[ Exit Soldier, altended.

Enter ROSSE.
Tho comes here?

Mal. The worthy Thane of Rosse.
Len. What a haste looks through his eyes!

So should he looli,
That seems to speak things strange.

Rosse, God save the King !
Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy Thane?

Rosse. Froin Fife, great King,
Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky,
And fan our people cold.
Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor

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The Thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict :
Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapt in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,
Point against point rebellions, arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing lis lavish spirit: And, to conclude,
The victory fell on us; ~

Dun. Great happiness!

Posse. That now
Sweno, the Norways' King, craves composition;
Nor would we deign him burial of his men,
Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes' inch,
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.
Dun. No

that Thue of Cawdor shall

Our bosom interest: Go, pronounce his death,
And with his former title greet Macbeth.

Rosse, I'll see it done.
Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath

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A Heath.



Thunder, Enter the three Witches. 1. Winch. Where hast thou been, sister? 2. Iitch. Killing swine. 3. Witch. Sister, where thou?

1. Witch. A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap, And mouch'd, and mounch'a, and mowich'd:

Give me, quoth 1:
Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fcd ronyon crics.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o'the Tiger:
Put in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
i'll do, I'll do, and I'll do..

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2. Witch. I'll give thec a wind.
1. Witch. Thou art kind.
3. IV'itch. And I another.

1. Witch. I myself have all the other;
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
T’ the shipman's card.
I will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall, neithrer night nor day;
Hang upon his penthouse lid;
Hc shall live a man forbid :
Weary sev'n-nights, nine times nine,
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine :
Thongh his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-iosta
Look what I have.

2. Wirch. Show me, show me.

1. Witch. Here I have a pilot's thimb, Wreck d, as homeward he did come.

[Drum within. 3. Witch. A drim, a drum; Macbeth doth come.

All. The weird sisters, hand in hand,
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about;
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
And thrice again, to make up nine :
Peace! the charm's wound up.

Enter MACBETH and BANQUO. Mac. So foul and fair a day I have not scen.. Ban. How far is't call'd to Tores ? VVhat

are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire ;

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