Macb. How, say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person, At our great bidding? Lady. Did you send to him, sir? Macb. I hear it by the way; but I will send : Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Lady. You lack the season of all natures, sleep. abuse Is the initiate fear, that wants hard use: We are yet but young in deed. [Exeunt. SCENE V. The open Country. Thunder and Lightning. Enter the Three WITCHES, meeting HECATE. 1 Witch. Why, how now, Hecate? you look an gerly. Hec. Have I not reason, beldams, as you are, Saucy and overbold? How did you dare To trade and traffic with Macbeth, In riddles, and affairs of death; But make amends now: Get you gone, Meet me i'the morning; thither he [Exeunt the Three WITCHES. SPIRITS descend in HECATE'S Chair. 1 Spir. Hecate, Hecate, Hecate! O, come away! Hec. Hark! I am call'd ;-my little spirit, see, Sits in a foggy cloud, and waits for me. 2 Spir. Hecate, Hecate, Hecate! O, come away! Hec. I come, I come, with all the speed I may.Where's Stadlin? 3 Spir. Here; Hec. Where's Puckle? 4 Spir. Here; 5 Spir. And Hoppo too, and Hellwaine too; 6 Spir. We want but you, we want but you. Enter the Chorus of WITCHES. Chor. Come up the count. make From churchyard yew, I will but 'noint, and then I mount. 1 Spir. Why thou stay'st so long, I muse. [HECATE places herself in her Chair. Now I go, and now I fly, While the moon shines fair, To sing, to toy, to dance and kiss! We fly by night 'mongst troops of spirits. Chor. We fly by night 'mongst troops of spirits. [HECATE and the SPIRITS ascend, the WITCHES exeunt. ACT THE FOURTH. SCENE I. A Cave-in the Middle, a Cauldron boiling. Thunder. The Three WITCHES discovered. 1 Witch. Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. In the poison'd entrails throw. Toad, that under the cold stone, F Eye of newt, and toe of frog, All. Double, double toil and trouble; 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf; All. Double, double toil and trouble; 1 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Enter HECATE, SPIRITS, and the Chorus of WITCHES. 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, Enchanting all that you put in. Music and Song. Hec. Black spirits and white, Chor. Around, around, around, about, about; All ill come running in, all good keep out! 4 Spir. Here's the blood of a bat. Hec. Put in that, put in that. 5 Spir. Here's Libbard's brain. Hec. Put in a grain. 6 Spir. Here's juice of toad, and oil of adder; Those will make the charm grow madder. Hec. Put in all these ; 'twill raise a pois'nous stench! Hold-here's three ounces of a red hair'd wench. Chor. Around, around, around, about, about ; All ill come running in, all good keep out ! Hec. By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes : Open, locks, whoever knocks. [Noise without. [Exeunt all but the Three WITCHES. Enter MACBETH. Macb. How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags? What is't you do? All. A deed without a name. Macb. I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me To what I ask you. 1 Witch. Speak. 3 Witch. We'll answer. 1 Witch. Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths, Or from our masters'? |