ACT IV SCENE I | A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. | |
[Thunder. Enter the three Witches] |
First Witch | Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd. |
Second Witch | Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined. |
Third Witch | Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time. |
First Witch | Round about the cauldron go; |
| In the poison'd entrails throw. |
| Toad, that under cold stone |
| Days and nights has thirty-one |
| Swelter'd venom sleeping got, |
| Boil thou first i' the charmed pot. |
ALL | Double, double toil and trouble; | 10 |
| Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. |
Second Witch | Fillet of a fenny snake, |
| In the cauldron boil and bake; |
| Eye of newt and toe of frog, |
| Wool of bat and tongue of dog, |
| Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting, |
| Lizard's leg and owlet's wing, |
| For a charm of powerful trouble, |
| Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. |
ALL | Double, double toil and trouble; | 20 |
| Fire burn and cauldron bubble. |
Third Witch | Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, |
| Witches' mummy, maw and gulf |
| Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark, |
| Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark, |
| Liver of blaspheming Jew, |
| Gall of goat, and slips of yew |
| Silver'd in the moon's eclipse, |
| Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips, |
| Finger of birth-strangled babe | 30 |
| Ditch-deliver'd by a drab, |
| Make the gruel thick and slab: |
| Add thereto a tiger's chaudron, |
| For the ingredients of our cauldron. |
ALL | Double, double toil and trouble; |
| Fire burn and cauldron bubble. |
Second Witch | Cool it with a baboon's blood, |
| Then the charm is firm and good. |
[Enter HECATE to the other three Witches] |
HECATE | O well done! I commend your pains; |
| And every one shall share i' the gains; | 40 |
| And now about the cauldron sing, |
| Live elves and fairies in a ring, |
| Enchanting all that you put in. |
[Music and a song: 'Black spirits,' &c] |
[HECATE retires] |
Second Witch | By the pricking of my thumbs, |
| Something wicked this way comes. |
| Open, locks, |
| Whoever knocks! |
[Enter MACBETH] |
MACBETH | How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags! |
| What is't you do? |
ALL | A deed without a name. |
MACBETH | I conjure you, by that which you profess, | 50 |
| Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: |
| Though you untie the winds and let them fight |
| Against the churches; though the yesty waves |
| Confound and swallow navigation up; |
| Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; |
| Though castles topple on their warders' heads; |
| Though palaces and pyramids do slope |
| Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure |
| Of nature's germens tumble all together, |
| Even till destruction sicken; answer me | 60 |
| To what I ask you. |
First Witch | Speak. |
Second Witch | Demand. |
Third Witch | We'll answer. |
First Witch | Say, if thou'dst rather hear it from our mouths, |
| Or from our masters? |
MACBETH | Call 'em; let me see 'em. |
First Witch | Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten |
| Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten |
| From the murderer's gibbet throw |
| Into the flame. |
ALL | Come, high or low; |
| Thyself and office deftly show! |
[Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head] |
MACBETH | Tell me, thou unknown power,-- |
First Witch | He knows thy thought: |
| Hear his speech, but say thou nought. | 70 |
First Apparition | Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff; |
| Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough. |
[Descends] |
MACBETH | Whate'er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks; |
| Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one |
| word more,-- |
First Witch | He will not be commanded: here's another, |
| More potent than the first. |
[Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child] |
Second Apparition | Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! |
MACBETH | Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee. |
Second Apparition | Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn |
| The power of man, for none of woman born | 80 |
| Shall harm Macbeth. |
[Descends] |
MACBETH | Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee? |
| But yet I'll make assurance double sure, |
| And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live;
|
| That I may tell pale-hearted fear it lies, |
| And sleep in spite of thunder. |
[
Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned,
with a tree in his hand
] |
| What is this |
| That rises like the issue of a king, |
| And wears upon his baby-brow the round |
| And top of sovereignty? |
ALL | Listen, but speak not to't. |
Third Apparition | Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care | 90 |
| Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: |
| Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until |
| Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill |
| Shall come against him. |
[Descends] |
MACBETH | That will never be |
| Who can impress the forest, bid the tree |
| Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good! |
| Rebellion's head, rise never till the wood |
| Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth |
| Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath |
| To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart | 100 |
| Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art |
| Can tell so much: shall Banquo's issue ever |
| Reign in this kingdom? |
ALL | Seek to know no more. |
MACBETH | I will be satisfied: deny me this, |
| And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know. |
| Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this? |
[Hautboys] |
First Witch | Show! |
Second Witch | Show! |
Third Witch | Show! |
ALL | Show his eyes, and grieve his heart; | 110 |
| Come like shadows, so depart! |
[
A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in
his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following
] |
MACBETH | Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo: down! |
| Thy crown does sear mine eye-balls. And thy hair, |
| Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first. |
| A third is like the former. Filthy hags! |
| Why do you show me this? A fourth! Start, eyes! |
| What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom? |
| Another yet! A seventh! I'll see no more: |
| And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass |
| Which shows me many more; and some I see | 120 |
| That two-fold balls and treble scepters carry: |
| Horrible sight! Now, I see, 'tis true; |
| For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me, |
| And points at them for his. |
[Apparitions vanish] |
| What, is this so? |
First Witch | Ay, sir, all this is so: but why |
| Stands Macbeth thus amazedly? |
| Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites, |
| And show the best of our delights: |
| I'll charm the air to give a sound, |
| While you perform your antic round: | 130 |
| That this great king may kindly say, |
| Our duties did his welcome pay. |
[
Music. The witches dance and then vanish,
with HECATE
] |
MACBETH | Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour |
| Stand aye accursed in the calendar! |
| Come in, without there! |
[Enter LENNOX] |
LENNOX | What's your grace's will? |
MACBETH | Saw you the weird sisters? |
LENNOX | No, my lord. |
MACBETH | Came they not by you? |
LENNOX | No, indeed, my lord. |
MACBETH | Infected be the air whereon they ride; |
| And damn'd all those that trust them! I did hear |
| The galloping of horse: who was't came by? | 140 |
LENNOX | 'Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word |
| Macduff is fled to England. |
MACBETH | Fled to England! |
LENNOX | Ay, my good lord. |
MACBETH | Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits: |
| The flighty purpose never is o'ertook |
| Unless the deed go with it; from this moment |
| The very firstlings of my heart shall be |
| The firstlings of my hand. And even now, |
| To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done: |
| The castle of Macduff I will surprise; | 150 |
| Seize upon Fife; give to the edge o' the sword |
| His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls |
| That trace him in his line. No boasting like a fool; |
| This deed I'll do before this purpose cool. |
| But no more sights!--Where are these gentlemen? |
| Come, bring me where they are. |
[Exeunt] |