Act 1, Scene 3

A heath.

  1. [Thunder. Enter the three Witches.]
  2. First Witch
  3. 90 Where hast thou been, sister?
  4. Second Witch
  5. 91 Killing swine.
  6. Third Witch
  7. 92 Sister, where thou?
  8. First Witch
  9. 93 A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
  10. 94 And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd:—"Give me," quoth I:
  11. 95 "Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.
  12. 96 Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:
  13. 97 But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
  14. 98 And, like a rat without a tail,
  15. 99 I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.
  16. Second Witch
  17. 100 I'll give thee a wind.
  18. First Witch
  19. 101 Thou art kind.
  20. Third Witch
  21. 102 And I another.
  22. First Witch
  23. 103 I myself have all the other:
  24. 104 And the very ports they blow,
  25. 105 All the quarters that they know
  26. 106 I' the shipman's card.
  27. 107 I will drain him dry as hay:
  28. 108 Sleep shall neither night nor day
  29. 109 Hang upon his pent-house lid;
  30. 110 He shall live a man forbid:
  31. 111 Weary seven-nights nine times nine
  32. 112 Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
  33. 113 Though his bark cannot be lost,
  34. 114 Yet it shall be tempest-tost.—
  35. 115 Look what I have.
  36. Second Witch
  37. 116 Show me, show me.
  38. First Witch
  39. 117 Here I have a pilot's thumb,
  40. 118 Wreck'd as homeward he did come.
  41. [Drum within.]
  42. Third Witch
  43. 119 A drum, a drum!
  44. 120 Macbeth doth come.
  45. All
  46. 121 The weird sisters, hand in hand,
  47. 122 Posters of the sea and land,
  48. 123 Thus do go about, about:
  49. 124 Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
  50. 125 And thrice again, to make up nine:—
  51. 126 Peace!—the charm's wound up.
  52. [Enter Macbeth and Banquo.]
  53. Macbeth
  54. 127 So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
  55. Banquo
  56. 128 How far is't call'd to Forres?—What are these
  57. 129 So wither'd, and so wild in their attire,
  58. 130 That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
  59. 131 And yet are on't?—Live you? or are you aught
  60. 132 That man may question? You seem to understand me,
  61. 133 By each at once her chappy finger laying
  62. 134 Upon her skinny lips:—you should be women,
  63. 135 And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
  64. 136 That you are so.
  65. Macbeth
  66. 137 Speak, if you can;—what are you?
  67. First Witch
  68. 138 All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
  69. Second Witch
  70. 139 All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
  71. Third Witch
  72. 140 All hail, Macbeth! that shalt be king hereafter!
  73. Banquo
  74. 141 Good sir, why do you start; and seem to fear
  75. 142 Things that do sound so fair?— I' the name of truth,
  76. 143 Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
  77. 144 Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
  78. 145 You greet with present grace and great prediction
  79. 146 Of noble having and of royal hope,
  80. 147 That he seems rapt withal:—to me you speak not:
  81. 148 If you can look into the seeds of time,
  82. 149 And say which grain will grow, and which will not,
  83. 150 Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
  84. 151 Your favors nor your hate.
  85. First Witch
  86. 152 Hail!
  87. Second Witch
  88. 153 Hail!
  89. Third Witch
  90. 154 Hail!
  91. First Witch
  92. 155 Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
  93. Second Witch
  94. 156 Not so happy, yet much happier.
  95. Third Witch
  96. 157 Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none:
  97. 158 So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!
  98. First Witch
  99. 159 Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
  100. Macbeth
  101. 160 Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:
  102. 161 By Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis;
  103. 162 But how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives,
  104. 163 A prosperous gentleman; and to be king
  105. 164 Stands not within the prospect of belief,
  106. 165 No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence
  107. 166 You owe this strange intelligence? or why
  108. 167 Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
  109. 168 With such prophetic greeting?—Speak, I charge you.
  110. [Witches vanish.]
  111. Banquo
  112. 169 The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
  113. 170 And these are of them:—whither are they vanish'd?
  114. Macbeth
  115. 171 Into the air; and what seem'd corporal melted
  116. 172 As breath into the wind.—Would they had stay'd!
  117. Banquo
  118. 173 Were such things here as we do speak about?
  119. 174 Or have we eaten on the insane root
  120. 175 That takes the reason prisoner?
  121. Macbeth
  122. 176 Your children shall be kings.
  123. Banquo
  124. 177 You shall be king.
  125. Macbeth
  126. 178 And Thane of Cawdor too; went it not so?
  127. Banquo
  128. 179 To the selfsame tune and words. Who's here?
  129. [Enter Ross and Angus.]
  130. Ross
  131. 180 The king hath happily receiv'd, Macbeth,
  132. 181 The news of thy success: and when he reads
  133. 182 Thy personal venture in the rebels' fight,
  134. 183 His wonders and his praises do contend
  135. 184 Which should be thine or his: silenc'd with that,
  136. 185 In viewing o'er the rest o' the self-same day,
  137. 186 He finds thee in the stout Norweyan ranks,
  138. 187 Nothing afeard of what thyself didst make,
  139. 188 Strange images of death. As thick as hail
  140. 189 Came post with post; and every one did bear
  141. 190 Thy praises in his kingdom's great defense,
  142. 191 And pour'd them down before him.
  143. Angus
  144. 192 We are sent
  145. 193 To give thee, from our royal master, thanks;
  146. 194 Only to herald thee into his sight,
  147. 195 Not pay thee.
  148. Ross
  149. 196 And, for an earnest of a greater honor,
  150. 197 He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor:
  151. 198 In which addition, hail, most worthy thane,
  152. 199 For it is thine.
  153. Banquo
  154. 200 What, can the devil speak true?
  155. Macbeth
  156. 201 The Thane of Cawdor lives: why do you dress me
  157. 202 In borrow'd robes?
  158. Angus
  159. 203 Who was the Thane lives yet;
  160. 204 But under heavy judgement bears that life
  161. 205 Which he deserves to lose. Whether he was combin'd
  162. 206 With those of Norway, or did line the rebel
  163. 207 With hidden help and vantage, or that with both
  164. 208 He labour'd in his country's wreck, I know not;
  165. 209 But treasons capital, confess'd and proved,
  166. 210 Have overthrown him.
  167. [Aside.]
  168. Macbeth
  169. 211 Glamis, and Thane of Cawdor:
  170. 212 The greatest is behind.—Thanks for your pains.—
  171. 213 Do you not hope your children shall be kings,
  172. 214 When those that gave the Thane of Cawdor to me
  173. 215 Promis'd no less to them?
  174. Banquo
  175. 216 That, trusted home,
  176. 217 Might yet enkindle you unto the crown,
  177. 218 Besides the Thane of Cawdor. But 'tis strange:
  178. 219 And oftentimes to win us to our harm,
  179. 220 The instruments of darkness tell us truths;
  180. 221 Win us with honest trifles, to betray's
  181. 222 In deepest consequence.—
  182. 223 Cousins, a word, I pray you.
  183. [Aside.]
  184. Macbeth
  185. 224 Two truths are told,
  186. 225 As happy prologues to the swelling act
  187. 226 Of the imperial theme.—I thank you, gentlemen.—
  188. [Aside.]
  189. Macbeth
  190. 227 This supernatural soliciting
  191. 228 Cannot be ill; cannot be good:—if ill,
  192. 229 Why hath it given me earnest of success,
  193. 230 Commencing in a truth? I am Thane of Cawdor:
  194. 231 If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
  195. 232 Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair,
  196. 233 And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
  197. 234 Against the use of nature? Present fears
  198. 235 Are less than horrible imaginings:
  199. 236 My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
  200. 237 Shakes so my single state of man, that function
  201. 238 Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is
  202. 239 But what is not.
  203. Banquo
  204. 240 Look, how our partner's rapt.
  205. [Aside.]
  206. Macbeth
  207. 241 If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me
  208. 242 Without my stir.
  209. Banquo
  210. 243 New honors come upon him,
  211. 244 Like our strange garments, cleave not to their mould
  212. 245 But with the aid of use.
  213. [Aside.]
  214. Macbeth
  215. 246 Come what come may,
  216. 247 Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.
  217. Banquo
  218. 248 Worthy Macbeth, we stay upon your leisure.
  219. Macbeth
  220. 249 Give me your favor:—my dull brain was wrought
  221. 250 With things forgotten. Kind gentlemen, your pains
  222. 251 Are register'd where every day I turn
  223. 252 The leaf to read them.—Let us toward the king.—
  224. 253 Think upon what hath chanc'd; and, at more time,
  225. 254 The interim having weigh'd it, let us speak
  226. 255 Our free hearts each to other.
  227. Banquo
  228. 256 Very gladly.
  229. Macbeth
  230. 257 Till then, enough.—Come, friends.
  231. [Exeunt.]