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