1. W.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.

2. W.
Thrice, and ^note once, the hedge ^note-pig whin'd.

3. W.
Harper cries, 'tis time, 'tis time.

1. W.
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.—
  Toad, that under the cold stone
  Days and nights hast ^note thirty one
  Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
  Boil thou † first i'the charm'd pot.

all.
  Double, double, toil and trouble;
  Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

2. W.
  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.

all.
  Double, double, toil and trouble;
  Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

3. W.
  Scale of † dragon, tooth of † wolf,
  Witches' † mummy; maw, and gulf,
  Of the ravin'd ^note salt-sea † shark;
  Root of † hemlock, dig'd i' the' dark;

  Liver † of blaspheming Jew;
  Gall of † goat; and slips of † yew,
  Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
  Nose of † Turk, and Tartar's † lips;
  Finger of † birth-strangl'd babe,
  Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
  Make the gruel thick and slab:
  Add thereto a tyger's † chaudron,
  For th' ingredience of our cauldron.

all.
  Double, double, toil and trouble;
  Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble.

2. W.
  Cool it with a baboon's † blood,
  Then the charm is firm and good. Enter Hecate, and other three Witches.14Q0518

Hec.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Inchanting all that you put in. [Musick.
SONG.
Black spirits,14Q0519 &c.

2. W.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes:—
Open, locks, Whoever knocks. Enter Macbeth.

Mac^b.
How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags?
What is't you do?

all.
A deed without a name.

Mac^b.
I cónjure you, by that which you profess,
(Howe'er you come to know it) answer me:
Though you untye 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 ^note
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure
Of nature's germins ^note tumble all together,
Even 'till destruction sicken, answer me
To what I ask you.

1. W.
Speak.

2. W.
Demand.

3. W.
We'll answer.

1. W.
Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters'?

Mac^b.
Call them, let me see them.

1. W.
  Pour in † sow's blood, that hath eaten
  Her nine farrow; grease, † that's sweaten
  From the murtherer's gibbet, throw
  Into the flame.

all.
  Come, high, or low;
  Thyself, and office, deftly show. Thunder. Apparition of an arm'd Head rises.

Mac^b.
Tell me, thou unknown power,—

1. W.
He knows thy thought;
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

App.
Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth, beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife.—Dismiss me: Enough. [descends.

Mac^b.
Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: But one word more.

1. W.
He will not be commanded: Here's another,
More potent than the first. Thunder. Apparition of a bloody Child rises.

App.
Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth,—

Mac^b.
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.

Mac^b.
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 spight of thunder.—What is this, Thunder. Apparition of a Child crown'd, with a Tree in his Hand, rises.
That rises like the issue of a king;
And wears upon his baby brow the round
And top of sovereignty?

all.
Listen, but speak not.

App.
Be lion-mettl'd, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam wood to Dunsinane ^note high ^note hill
Shall come against him. [descends.

Mac^b.
That will never be:
Who can impress the forest; bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? sweet boadments! good!—
Rebellious head ^note,14Q0520 rise never, 'till the wood
Of Birnam ^note rise, and our high-plac'd 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?

all.
Seek to know no more.

Mac^b.
I will be satisfy'd: deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you: let me know:—

[Thunder; and the Cauldron sinks. Horrid Musick.
Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?

1. W.
Shew.

2. W.
Shew.

3. W.
Shew.

all.
Shew his eyes, and grieve his heart;
Come like shadows, so depart. Eight Kings appear, and pass over in Order; the last, with a Glass in his Hand: Banquo following.

Mac^b.
Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo; down;
Thy crown does fear mine eye-balls:—And thy hair,
Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first:—
A third, is like the former: (Filthy hags,
Why do you shew me this?)—A fourth?—Start, eyes! ^note
What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?—
Another yet?—A seventh?—I'll see no more:
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass,
Which shews me many more; and some I see,
That twofold balls and treble scepters carry:
Horrible sight!—Nay, now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.—What, is this so?

1. W.
Ay, sir, all this is so: But why
Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?—
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprights,
And shew the best of our delights;
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antique ^note round:
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay. [Musick. The Witches ^note dance, and vanish.

Mac^b.
Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the kalendar!—
Come in, without there!

Enter Lenox.

Len.
What's your grace's will?

Mac^b.
Saw you the weird ^note sisters?

Len.
No, my lord.

Mac^b.
Came they not by you?

Len.
No, indeed, my lord.

Mac^b.
Infected be the air whereon they ride;
And damn'd, all those that trust them!—I did hear
The galloping of horse: Who was't came by?

Len.
'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word,
Macduff is fled to England?

Mac^b.
Fled to England?

Len.
Ay, my good lord.

Mac^b.
Time, thou anticipat'st14Q0521 my dread exploits:
The flighty purpose never is o'er-took,
Unless the deed go with it: From this moment,
The very firstlings ^note 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 surprize;
Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o'the 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. [Exeunt.

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