1 Witch.
Where hast thou been, sister?

2 Witch.
Killing swine.

3 Witch.
Sister, where thou?

1 Witch.
A sailor's wife had chesnuts in her lap,
And mouncht, and mouncht, and mouncht. Give me, quoth I.
^{7 note}Aroint thee, witch!—the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' th' Tyger:
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And like a rat without a tail,
I'll do—I'll do—and I'll do.

2 Witch.
I'll give thee a wind.

1 Witch.
Thou art kind.

3 Witch.
And I another.

1 Witch.
I myself have all the other,
And the very points they blow;
All the quarters that they know,
I' th' ship-man's card.—
I will drain him dry as hay,
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid;
Weary sev'n-nights, nine times nine,
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.
Look, what I have.

2 Witch.
Shew me, shew me.

1 Witch.
Here I have a pilot's thumb,
Wreckt as homeward he did come. [Drum within.

3 Witch.
A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come!

All.
^{8 note}

And thrice again to make up nine!
Peace!—the Charm's wound up.

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