Macbeth

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Author: William Shakespeare

Scene 1

A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.

Thunder. Enter the three Witches

First WitchThrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.

Second WitchThrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

Third WitchHarpier cries ’Tis time, ’tis time.

First WitchRound 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.

ALLDouble, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Second WitchFillet 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.

ALLDouble, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Third WitchScale 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
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.

ALLDouble, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Second WitchCool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

Enter HECATE to the other three Witches

HECATEO well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i’ the gains;
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 WitchBy the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, locks,
Whoever knocks!

Enter MACBETH

MACBETHHow now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is’t you do?

ALLA deed without a name.

MACBETHI conjure you, by that which you profess,
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
To what I ask you.

First WitchSpeak.

Second WitchDemand.

Third WitchWe’ll answer.

First WitchSay, if thou’dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?

MACBETHCall ’em; let me see ’em.

First WitchPour in sow’s blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that’s sweaten
From the murderer’s gibbet throw
Into the flame.

ALLCome, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!

Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head

MACBETHTell me, thou unknown power,—

First WitchHe knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

First ApparitionMacbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.

Descends

MACBETHWhate’er thou art, for thy good caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp’d my fear aright: but one
word more,—

First WitchHe will not be commanded: here’s another,
More potent than the first.

Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child

Second ApparitionMacbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETHHad I three ears, I’ld hear thee.

Second ApparitionBe bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.

Descends

MACBETHThen 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?

ALLListen, but speak not to’t.

Third ApparitionBe lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
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

MACBETHThat 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
Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art
Can tell so much: shall Banquo’s issue ever
Reign in this kingdom?

ALLSeek to know no more.

MACBETHI 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 WitchShow!

Second WitchShow!

Third WitchShow!

ALLShow his eyes, and grieve his heart;
Come like shadows, so depart!

A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following

MACBETHThou 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
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 WitchAy, 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:
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.

Music. The witches dance and then vanish, with HECATE

MACBETHWhere are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
Come in, without there!

Enter LENNOX

LENNOXWhat’s your grace’s will?

MACBETHSaw you the weird sisters?

LENNOXNo, my lord.

MACBETHCame they not by you?

LENNOXNo, indeed, my lord.

MACBETHInfected 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?

LENNOX’Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.

MACBETHFled to England!

LENNOXAy, my good lord.

MACBETHTime, 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;
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
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Chicago: William Shakespeare, "Act 4, Scene 1," Macbeth in Original Sources, accessed September 30, 2022, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5U2GAZ6RGSBCR.

MLA: Shakespeare, William. "Act 4, Scene 1." Macbeth, in , Original Sources. 30 Sep. 2022. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5U2GAZ6RGSBCR.

Harvard: Shakespeare, W, 'Act 4, Scene 1' in Macbeth. cited in , . Original Sources, retrieved 30 September 2022, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=LI5U2GAZ6RGSBCR.