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Macbeth

Act I, Scene 3

A heath near Forres.
 
FIRST WITCH
Where hast thou been, sister?
 
SECOND WITCH
Killing swine.
 
THIRD WITCH
Sister, where thou?
 
FIRST WITCH
         ,          ,          ,         ,        ,
      A sai|lor's wife | had chest|nuts in | her lap,
             ,             ,             ,
      And munched,| and munched,| and munched:
                                                 ,             ,
                                               Give me,| quoth^I.
         ,             ,      .    T   T   T        ,
      Aroint | thee, witch,| the rump-fed ron|yon cries.
           ,        3  3  ,       ,     ,    3  3       ,
      Her hus|band's to Alep|po gone,| master of the | Tiger:
           ,       ,           ,         ,
      But in | a sieve | I'll thith|er sail,
            ,       ,         ,        ,
      And like | a rat | without | a tail,
            ,         ,    T    T   T
      I'll do,| I'll do,| and I'll do.
 
SECOND WITCH
             ,        2    ,
      I'll give | thee a wind.
 
FIRST WITCH
        ,          ,
      Thou art | kind.  (di with prev)
 
THIRD WITCH
          ,      ,
      And I | anoth|er.  \\
 
FIRST WITCH
      ,      ,          ,        ,
      I my|self have | all the | other,
       ,         ,       ,           __
      And the | very | ports they | blow,
       ,          ,          ,          __
      All the | quarters | that they | know,
       ,         ,          __    oo
      In the | shipman's | card.|
      ,          ,          ,       ___
      I will | drain him | dry as | hay:
        ,            ,          ,         ___
      Sleep shall | neither | night nor | day
        ,     ,          T    T    T
      Hang u|pon his | pent-house lid:
       ,           ,       T   T  T
      He shall | live a | man forbid:
       ,        2      ,       T    T     T
      Weary | seven^nights,| nine times nine,
        ,          ,         ,          __
      Shall he | dwindle,| peak, and | pine:
         ,           ,       ,        __
      Though his | bark can|not be | lost,
       ,         ,         ,         __
      Yet it | shall be | tempest-|tossed.
        ,         ,
      Look what | I have.
 
SECOND WITCH
                            ,         ,
                          Show me,| show me.
 
FIRST WITCH
        ,        ,       ,         ___
      Here I | have a | pilot's | thumb,
         ,            ,         ,        __
      Wrecked, as | homeward | he did | come.
 
[Drum within]
 
THIRD WITCH
          ,        ,
      A drum,| a drum:
           ,           ,
      Macbeth | doth come.
 
ALL
           ,        ,          ,         ,
      The way|ward sis|ters, hand | in hand,
       ,         ,        ,         __
      Posters | of the | sea and | land,
        ,        ,      ,       ,
      Thus do | go, a|bout, a|bout,
         ,          ,             ,         __
      Thrice to | thine, and | thrice to | mine,
             ,        ,         ,         ,
      And thrice | again,| to make | up nine.
        ,            T       T    T
      Peace, the | charm's wound up.
 
[Enter MACBETH and BANQUO]
 
MACBETH
           ,          ,       ,        ,          ,
      So foul | and fair | a day | I have | not seen.
 
BANQUO
           ,      2      ,         ,         ,          ,
      How far | is it called | to For|res? What | are these,
           ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      So with|ered and | so wild | in their | attire,
             ,          ,       2   ,     ,       2       ,
      That look | not^like | the inhab|itants | of the earth,
           ,          x       ,            ,          ,
      And yet | are on it?| Live you,| or are | you aught
            ,          ,         ,      ,    3  3     ,
      That man | may ques|tion? You | seem to under|stand me,
           ,         ,          ,       ,        x
      By each | at once | her chap|py fing|er laying
       x           ,        ,            ,         ,
      Upon her | skinny | lips: you | should be | women,
           ,            ,         ,     ,   2    ,
      And yet | your beards | forbid | me to in|terpret
                  ,   ,
      That you / are so.
 
MACBETH
                           ,      2       ,           ,
                         Speak, if you | can: what | are you?
 
FIRST WITCH
            ,         ,      ,    2         ,         ,
      All hail | Macbeth,| hail to thee | Thane of | Glamis.
 
SECOND WITCH
            ,         ,      ,    2         ,         ,
      All hail | Macbeth,| hail to thee | Thane of | Cawdor*.
 
THIRD WITCH
            ,         ,      ,       2       ,      ,
      All hail | Macbeth,| that shalt be | king he|reafter.
 
BANQUO
             ,     ,             ,           ,         ,
      Good* sir,| why do | you start,| and seem | to fear
         ,       2       T    T   T      2      ,         ,
      Things that do*| sound so fair?| In the name | of truth
           ,       ,     ,         ,        ,
      Are ye | fantas|tical,| or that | indeed
             ,       ,        ,        ,       ,      2->
      Which out|wardly | ye show?| My nob|le part||ner
            ,           ,         ,           ,         ,       2->
      You greet | with pres|ent grace,| and great | predic||tion
          ,      ,        ,        ,       ,
      Of nob|le hav|ing, and | of roy|al hope,
        ,    2          ,       ,         ,              ,
      That he seems | rapt wi|thal: to | me you | speak^not.
          ,          ,       ,         ,          ,
      If you | can look | into | the seeds | of time,
           ,            ,            ,          ,           ,
      And say,| which^grain | will grow | and which | will not,
        T     T   .  T         ,       ,          ,
      Speak then to me,| who neith|er beg,| nor fear
            ,       ,           ,
      Your fav|ors nor | your hate.
 
FIRST WITCH
                                      T
                                    Hail.
 
SECOND WITCH
                                            T
                                          Hail.
 
THIRD WITCH
                                                 T
                                               Hail.
 
FIRST WITCH
       ,         ,        ,           ,
      Lesser | than Mac|beth, and | greater.
 
SECOND WITCH
       ,        ,       ,         ,  2
      Not so | happy,| yet much^|happier.
 
THIRD WITCH
             ,           ,              ,         ,
      Thou shalt | get kings,| though thou | be none:
       ,         ,        ,          ,
      So all*| hail Mac|beth, and | Banquo.
 
FIRST WITCH
       ,        ,        T    T    T
      Banquo,| and Mac|beth, all hail.
 
MACBETH
        ,           ,         ,          ,         ,
      Stay you | imper|fect speak|ers, tell | me more:
        2    ,       ,          ,   2       ,         ,
      By Sinel's | death, I | know I am | Thane of | Glamis,
           ,        ,  ___          ,         ,         ,   ->
      But how,| of Caw|dor? | The Thane | of Caw||dor lives
          ,    2     ,     2     ,      2     ,
      A pros|perous gent|leman: and | to be king,
              ,        ,         ,         ,       ,
      Stands^not | within | the pros|pect^of | belief,
           ,          ,       ,        ,            ,
      No more | than to | be Caw|dor. Say | from whence
           ,            ,         ,      ,         ,
      You owe | this strange | intel|ligence,| or why
        ,           ,        ,           ,         ,
      Upon | this blast|ed heath | you stop | our way
             ,         x        ,
      With such | prophetic | greeting?
                                          ,           ,
                                        Speak, I | charge you.
 
[Witches vanish]
 
BANQUO
       .    T     T   T         ,        ,      ,
      The earth hath bub|bles, as | the wat|er has,
            ,        2     ,     ,         ,          ,
      And these | are of them:| Whither | are they | vanished?
 
MACBETH
       ,  2       ,           T     T     T    ,
      Into the | air: and | what seemed corp|oral,
       ,             ,        ,         ,    oo
      Melted,| as breath | into | the wind.|
        ,                 ,
      Would they | had stayed.  \\
 
BANQUO
             ,             ,        ,        ,        ,
      Were such | things^here,| as we | do speak | about?
           ,        ,      ,            ,    ,
      Or have | we eat|en on | the in/sane root,
             ,          ,       ,     ,    oo
      That takes | the reas|on pris|oner?|
 
MACBETH
             ,         ,          ,
      Your child|ren shall | be kings.
 
BANQUO
                                       ,               ,
                                      You shall | be king.
 
MACBETH
            ,         ,       ,      ,            ,
      And Thane | of Caw|dor too:| went it | not so?
 
BANQUO
                 ,   ,      ,           T      T     T
      To the / selfsame | tune, and | words: Who's here?
 
[Enter ROSS and ANGUS]
 
ROSS
            ,          ,     ,        ,          ,
      The king | hath hap|pily | received,| Macbeth,
            ,        ,         ,          ,         ,
      The news | of thy | success:| and when | he reads
           ,    2    ,        ,        ,         ,
      Thy pers|onal vent|ure in | the reb|els' fight,
           ,        ,          ,       ,        ,
      His wond|ers and | his prais|es do | contend,
        ,                 ,         ,     ,                ,
      Which should | be thine | or his:| silenced | with that,
           ,       ,          ,      2      ,         ,
      In view|ing ore | the rest | of the self|same* day,
           ,       ,             ,         ,       ,
      He finds | thee in | the stout | Norwey|an ranks,
       ,           ,          ,         ,            ,
      Nothing | afeard | of what | thyself | didst^make,
         ,     ,             ,          ,          ,
      Strange im/ages | of death,| as thick | as tale
              ,           ,         ,      ,          ,
      Came* post | with post,| and eve|ry one | did bear
            ,       ,         ,          ,         ,
      Thy prais|es in | his king|dom's great | defense,
            ,             ,        ,
      And poured | them down | before | him.
 
ANGUS
                                              ,         ,
                                             We | are sent,
           ,           ,         ,      ,         ,
      To give | thee from | our roy|al mast|er thanks,
       ,  2      ,         ,      ,         ,
      Only to | herald | thee in|to his | sight,
      <-        ,
        Not || pay thee.
 
ROSS
                          ,     2      ,     3  3     ,         ,
                         And for an | earnest of a | greater | honor,
           ,          ,           ,           ,         ,       ->
      He bade | me, from | him, call | thee Thane | of Caw||dor:
       ,        2   ,         ,          ,        ,
      In | which addi|tion, hail | most worth|y Thane,
           ,        ,
      For it | is thine.
 
BANQUO
                           ,      2       Tx     T     T
                         What, can the | devil speak true?
 
MACBETH
            ,         ,        ,
      The Thane | of Caw|dor lives:  \\
       ,             ,          ,          ,     oo
      Why do you | dress me in bor|rowed robes?|
 
ANGUS
           ,          ,            ,
      Who was | the Thane,| lives^yet,  \\
           ,      ,       ,         ,            ,
      But und|er hea|vy judg|ment bears | that life,
        ,             ,          ,
      Which he | deserves | to lose. \\
        ,        ,    2      ,            ,         ,
      Whether | he was com|bined with | those of | Norway*,
       ,         ,         ,            ,        ,
      Or did | line the | rebel | with hid|den help,
            ,        ,     ,           ,        ,
      And vant|age: or | that with | both he | labored
       T  T    T          ,     T   T   T
      In his count|ry's wrack,| I know not:  ??
            ,         ,    ,          ,            ,
      But treas|on's cap|ital,| confessed,| and proved,
           ,       ,
      Have ov|erthrown | him.    \\
 
MACBETH
       ,       ___     ,         ,       oo
      Glamis,| and | Thane of | Cawdor:|
            ,        ,       ,       ,                ,
      The great|est is | behind.| Thanks for | your pains.
          ,          ,           ,         ,          ,
      Do you | not^hope | your child|ren shall | be kings,
             ,            ,          ,         ,     2    ,
      When those | that gave | the Thane | of Caw|dor to me
       ,              ,         ,
      Promised | no less | to them.
 
BANQUO
                                          ,        ,
                                   That trust|ed home,
             ,       ,       ,       ,         ,
      Might^yet | enkind|le you | unto | the crown,
          ,           ,         ,        ,            ,
      Besides | the Thane | of Caw|dor. But | 'tis strange:
           ,      ,         ,        ,         ,
      And of|tentimes,| to win | us to | our harm,
           ,       ,          ,         ,          ,
      The inst|ruments | of dark|ness tell | us truths,
       ,    2        ,        ,         ,      ,
      Win us with | honest | trifles,| to be|tray us
          ,        ,       ,
      In deep|est cons|equence.    \\
       ,      2      ,         ,
      Cousins, a | word, I | pray you.
 
MACBETH
                                        T     T    .    T
                                       Two truths are told,
          ,      ,     ,              ,        ,
      As hap|py pro|logues to | the swel|ling act
        3   3   ,   2    ,         ,          ,      ,
      Of the imper|ial theme.| I thank | you gent|lemen:
            ,     ,    ,       ,     ,
      This sup|erna|tural | solic|iting
       ,           ,     ,            ,
      Cannot | be ill;| cannot | be good.
      <-    ,           ,         ,          ,       ,       ,
        If ill?|| Why hath | it given | me earn|est of | success,
          ,      3  3    ,        ,     ,         ,
      Commen|cing in a truth?| I am | Thane of | Cawdor.
           ,     ,    2      ,          ,       ,
      If good?| Why do I | yield to | that sug|gestion,
             ,       ,       ,       ,         ,
      Whose hor|rid im|age doth | unfix | my hair,
            ,         ,       ,       ,             ,
      And make | my seat|ed heart | knock at | my ribs,
          ,          ,        ,        ,         ,
      Against | the use | of na|ture? pres|ent fears
            ,          ,     ,      ,     ,
      Are less | than hor|rible | imag|inings:
            ,             ,       ,        ,        ,     2   ->
      My thought,| whose murd|er yet | is but | fantas||tical,
        ,        2    ,        ,         ,
      Shakes | so my sing|le state | of man,
             ,      2    ,          ,        ,
      That func|tion is smoth|ered in | surmise,
           ,        ,         ,        ,
      And noth|ing is,| but what | is not.  (tetrameter with prev)
 
BANQUO
        ,              ,          ,
      Look how | our part|ner's rapt.
 
MACBETH
            ,            ,         ,
      If chance | will have | me king,
             ,           ,         o
      Why chance | may crown | me,     (tri with prev two)
           ,         ,
      Without | my stir.
 
BANQUO
                             ,        ,     x
                        New hon|ors come | upon him
        T   .     T     T            ,      ,               ,
      Like our strange gar|ments, cleave | not to | their mold,
       ,      2       ,        T
      But with the | aid of | use.
 
MACBETH
                                    T    T          ,
                                   Come what | come^may,
        ,      2        T     T      T           ,        ,
      Time, and the | hour, runs through | the rough|est day.
 
BANQUO
       ,    2      ,          ,     ,          ,
      Worthy Mac|beth, we | stay u|pon your | leisure.
 
MACBETH
        ,             ,
      Give me | your fav|or:  \\
           ,      ,            ,              ,        ,
      My dull | brain was | wrought with | things for|gotten.
             ,     ,           ,          ,      ,
      Kind gent|lemen,| your pains | are reg|istered,
             ,      ,        ,        ,
      Where eve|ry day | I turn the leaf,
                                                x
                                         To read them.  ??
       ,    2     ,          T     T   . T
      Let us to|ward the | king: think upon
        ,           ,                  ,    ,
      What | hath chanced:| and at / more time,  (tetra with prev)
           ,   2    ,         ,           ,         ,
      The int|erim hav|ing weighed | it, let | us speak
            ,     ___       ,        ,
      Our free | hearts | each to | other.
 
BANQUO
                                            ,        ,    ->
                                           Very || gladly.
 
MACBETH
        ,             ,
      Till then | enough:
                           __      ___
                          Come | friends.
 
[Exeunt]

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