1st Singing W.
Speak, sister, speak—is the deed done?

2nd Singing W.
Long ago, long ago;
Above twelve glasses since have run.

3rd Singing W.
Ill deeds are seldom slow,
Nor single; following crimes on former wait;
The worst of creatures fastest propagate.

Chorus.
Many more murders must this one ensue;
Dread horrors still abound,
And every place surround,
As if in death were found
Propagation too.

1st Singing W.
He must—

2nd Singing W.
He shall—

3rd Singing W.
He will spill much more blood,
And become worse, to make his title good.

1st Singing W.
Now let's dance.

2nd Singing W.
Agreed.

3rd Singing W.
Agreed.

Chorus.
We should rejoice when good kings bleed.

1st Singing W.
When cattle die, about we go;
When lightning and dread thunder
Rend stubborn rocks in sunder,
And fill the world with wonder,
What should we do?

Chorus.
Rejoice, we should rejoice.

2nd Singing W.
When winds and waves are warring,
Earthquakes the mountains tearing,
And monarchs die desparing,
What should we do?

Chorus.
Rejoice, we should rejoice.
Let's have a dance upon the heath,—
We gain more life by Duncan's death.

1st Singing W.
Sometimes like brindled cats we show,
Having no music but our mew,
To which we dance in some old mill,
Upon the hopper, stone, or wheel,
To some old saw, or bardish rhyme.—

Chorus.
Where still the mill-clack does keep time.

2nd Singing W.
Sometimes about a hollow tree,
Around, around, around dance we;
Thither the chirping cricket comes,
And beetles singing drowsy hums;
Sometimes we dance o'er fens or furze,
To howls of wolves, or barks of curs;
And when with one of these we meet—

Chorus.
We dance to the echoes of our feet.

3rd Singing W.
At the night raven's dismal voice,
When others tremble, we rejoice.

Chorus.
And nimbly, nimbly, dance we still,
To th' echoes from a hollow hill. [Exeunt different ways. END OF ACT SECOND.

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