He only, in a general honest thought So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up Within my tent his bones to-night shall lie, [Exeunt. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, Attendants, and Messengers. SCENE: Scotland; England. ACT I-SCENE I A desert place. Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches. First Witch. When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain? Sec. Witch. When the hurlyburly's done, Third Witch. That will be ere the set of sun. First Witch. Where the place? Sec. Witch. Upon the heath. Third Witch. There to meet with Macbeth First Witch. I come, Graymalkin. All. Paddock calls :-anon! Fair is foul, and foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air. Alarum within. SCENE II A camp near Forres. [Exeunt. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, Who like a good and hardy soldier fought Ser. Doubtful it stood; As two spent swimmers, that do cling together The multiplying villanies of nature Do swarm upon him-from the western isles Like valour's minion carved out his Till he faced the slave; passage Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him, Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break, Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, Dun. Dismay'd not this Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo? Ser. Yes; As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. If I say sooth, I must report they were As cannons overcharged with double cracks; so they Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, I cannot tell But I am faint; my gashes cry for help. Dun. So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; [Exit Sergeant, attended. The worthy thane of Ross. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look That seems to speak things strange. Ross. God save the king! Dun. Whence camest thou, worthy thane? From Fife, great king; Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict; Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, Dun. Ross. That now Great happiness! Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; Dun. No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive And with his former title greet Macbeth. Ross. I'll see it done. Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won. [Exeunt. SCENE III A heath. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. First Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? Sec. Witch. Killing swine. Third Witch. Sister, where thou? First Witch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap, And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd. Give me,' quoth I: 'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger; But in a sieve I'll thither sail, And, like a rat without a tail, Sec. Witch. I'll give thee a wind. Third Witch. And I another. First Witch. I myself have all the other; . And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know I' the shipman's card. I will drain him dry as hay: Sec. Witch. Show me, show me. First Witch. Here I have a pilot's thumb, Third Witch. A drum, a drum ! Macbeth doth come. All. The weird sisters, hand in hand, Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, Enter Macbeth and Banquo. [Drum within. Mach. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth, Upon her skinny lips: you should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret Macb. Speak, if you can: what are you? First Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis ! Sec. Witch. All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Cawdor ! Third Witch. All hail, Macbeth! thou shalt be king hereafter ! Ban. Good sir, why do you start, and seem to fear Things that do sound so fair? I' the name of truth, Are ye fantastical, or that indeed Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner That he seems rapt withal: to me you speak not: And say which grain will grow and which will not, |