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Macbeth

Act III, Scene 5

A Heath.
 
[Thunder. Enter the three Witches meeting HECATE]
 
FIRST WITCH
           ,         ,        ,          ,     ,
      Why how | now Hec|ate, you | look ang|erly?
 
HECATE
           ,        ,        ,         ,        ,
      Have I | not reas|on (bel|dams) as | you are,
       ,           ,      ,         ,          ,
      Saucy, | and ov|erbold,| how did | you dare
           ,           ,        ,         ,
      To trade,| and traf|fic with | Macbeth,
          ,         ,        ,          ,
      In rid|dles, and | affairs | of death;
          ,        ,         ,           ,
      And I | the mist|ress of | your charms,
            ,         ,       ,         ,
      The close | contriv|er of | all harms,
           ,        ,          ,         ,
      Was nev|er called | to bear | my part,
           ,         ,      ,        ,
      Or show | the glo|ry of | our art?
            ,          ,          ,           ,
      And which | is worse,| all you | have done
             ,         ,       ,        ,
      Hath been | but for | a way|ward son,
        ,      2        ,         ,        ,        __
      Spiteful, and | wrathful,| who (as | others | do)
        ,      2       T    T    T         ,    oo
      Loves for his | own ends, not | for you.|     (pent with prev)
            ,       ,           ,          ,
      But make | amends | now: get | you gone,
           ,        ,       ,     ,
      And at | the pit | of A|cheron
        ,         2     ,         ,        ,
      Meet me | in the morn|ing: thith|er he
             ,         ,         ,     ,
      Will come | to know | his dest|iny.
            ,         ,            ,          ,
      Your ves|sels, and | your spells | provide,
              ,          ,       ,         ,
      Your charms,| and eve|ry thing | beside;
      ,         2     ,           ,            ,
      I am | for the air:| this night | I'll spend
         ,        x        2   ,      ,
      Unto | a dismal,| and a fat|al end.
             ,          ,          ,            ,
      Great^bus|iness must | be wrought | ere noon.
        ,         ,       ,         ,
      Upon | the corn|er of | the moon
              ,        ,    2     ,         ,
      There hangs | a va|porous drop,| profound,
             ,         ,         ,          ,
      I'll catch | it ere | it come | to ground;
            ,         ,          ,         ,
      And that | distilled | by mag|ic sleights,
              ,           ,    ,         ,
      Shall raise | such ar|tifi|cial sprites,
          ,           ,           ,        ,    ,
      As by | the strength | of their | illu|sion,
              ,         ,       ,        ,    ,
      Shall draw | him on | to his | confu|sion:    (pent with prev)
        2        ,       T     T     T           ,
      He shall spurn | fate, scorn death,| and bear
       .    T      T   T         ,           ,
      His hopes 'bove wis|dom, grace,| and fear:
           ,          ,       ,    ,
      And you | all know,| secur|ity
          ,          ,       ,    ,
      Is mort|als' chie|fest en|emy.
        ,             ,         ,       ,       ,
      Hark, I | am called:| my lit|tle spir|it see
        ,          ,       ,           ,          ,
      Sits in | a fog|gy cloud,| and stays | for me.
 
[Exit]
 
FIRST WITCH
        ,                  ,              ,         ,       ,
      Come, let's | make^haste,| she'll soon | be
Back | again.
 
[Exeunt]

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