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A WILD OPEN PLACE. NIGHT. THUNDER
AND LIGHTNING.

[Enter three Witches

First Witch.

When shall we three meet again

In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Second Witch.

When the hurlyburly 's done,

When the battle 's lost and won.

Third Witch.

That will be ere the set of sun.

First Witch.

Where the place?

Second Witch.

Upon the heath.

Third Witch.

There to meet with- Macbeth.

First Witch.

I come, Graymalkin!

Paddock calls:- anon!

Fair is foul, and foul is fair:

All.

Hover through the fog and filthy air.

[Witches vanish.-Scene changes.

Scene Second. —A Camp near Forres.

[March. - Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier.

Dun.

What bloody man is that? He can report,
As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt

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Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought
'Gainst my captivity.- Hail, brave friend!
Say to the king the knowledge of the broil
As thou didst leave it.

Doubtful it stood;

Sold.

As two spent swimmers, that do cling together And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald (Worthy to be a rebel,-for, to that,

The multiplying villainies of nature

Do swarm upon him) from the western isles

Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;
And fortune, on his damnèd quarry smiling,
Showed like a rebel's drab: but all 's too weak:
For brave Macbeth (well he deserves that name),
Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel,

Which smoked with bloody execution,

Like valour's minion,

Carved out his passage till he faced the slave;

Which ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to him,
Till he unseamed him from the nave to the chaps;
And fixed his head upon our battlements.

Dun.

O, valiant cousin! worthy gentleman!

Sold.

Mark, King of Scotland, mark:

No sooner justice had, with valour armed,

Compelled these skipping kerns to trust their heels,
But the Norweyan lord, surveying vantage,
With furbished arms and new supplies of men,
Began a fresh assault.

Dismayed not this

Dun.

Our captains, Macbeth and Banquo?

Yes;

Sold.

As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion.—
But I am faint, my gashes cry for help.

Dun.

So well thy words become thee as thy wounds;

They smack of honour both.

[To Attendants.

Go, get him surgeons.

[Exit Soldier, attended.

Who comes here?

Mal.

The worthy thane of Fife.

Len.

What a haste looks through his eyes!

So should he look that seems to speak things strange.

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Where the Norweyan banners flout the sky
And fan our people cold.

Norway himself, with terrible numbers,
Assisted by that most disloyal traitor,

The thane of Cawdor, 'gan a dismal conflict;
Till that Bellona's bridegroom, lapped in proof,
Confronted him with self-comparisons,

Point against point, rebellious arm 'gainst arm,
Curbing his lavish spirit: and, to conclude,
The victory fell on us

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Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition;
Nor would we deign him burial of his men

Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmès-inch,
Ten thousand dollars to our general use.

Dun.

No more that thane of Cawdor shall deceive

Our bosom interest :-go, pronounce his present death, And with his former title greet Macbeth.

I'll see it done.

Macduff.

Dun.

What he hath lost noble Macbeth hath won.

[March.-Exeunt.-Scene changes.

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A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,

And mounched, and mounched, and mounched:-
"Give me," quoth I:

"Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.-
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I 'll do.

Second Witch.

I'll give thee a wind.

First Witch.

Thou art kind.

Third Witch.

And I another.

First Witch.

I myself have all the other;
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I' the shipman's card.

I'll drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;

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