Sec. Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Enter Hecate to the other three Witches. Enchanting all that you put in. [Music and a song: 40 Black spirits,' &c. [Hecate retires. Sec. Witch. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes: Open, locks, Whoever knocks! Enter Macbeth. Macb. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! What is 't you do? All. A deed without a name. Mach. 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; 50 Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure Even till destruction sicken; answer me 60 First Witch. Sec. Witch. Third Witch. Speak. Demand. We'll answer. First Witch. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our Macb. mouths, Or from our masters? Call 'em, let me see 'em. First Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten All. From the murderer's gibbet throw Into the flame. Come, high or low; Thyself and office deftly show! Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown power, First Witch. He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought. 70 First App. 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, First Witch. He will not be commanded: here's another, More potent than the first. Thunder. Second Apparition: a bloody Child. Sec. App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Sec. App. Be bloody, bold and resolute; laugh to scorn Shall harm Macbeth. for none of woman born 80 [Descends. Macb. Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee? And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live; Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand. What is this, That rises like the issue of a king, All. And wears upon his baby-brow the round And top of sovereignty? Listen, but speak not to 't. Third App. Be lion-mettled, proud, and take no care 90 Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until Macb. All. Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill Shall come against him. [Descends. That will never be: Who can impress the forest, bid the tree Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good! Rebellion's head, rise never, till the wood Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth Seek to know no more. 100 And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know : [Hautboys. First Witch. Show! Sec. Witch. Show! Third Witch. Show! All. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; Come like shadows, so depart! ΓΙΟ A show of eight Kings, the last with a glass in his hand; Macb. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down! 120 Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes! Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites, |