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SCENE, a dark Cave ; in the middle, a

great Cauldron burning. Thunder. Enter the three Witches.



HRICE the brinded cat hath mew'd.

2 Witch. Twice, and once the hedge-pig whin'd.

3 Witch. Harper crys, 'tis time, 'tis time. i Witch. Round about the cauldron go, In the poison'd entrails throw.

[They march round the cauldron, and throw in

the several ingredients as for the preparation

of their Charm.
Toad, that under the cold stone,
Days and nights has, thirty one,
Swelterd venom sleeping got ;
Boil thou first i'th' charmed pot.

All. Double, double, toil and trouble ;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

i 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 pow'rful trouble,
Like a hell-broth, boil and bubble.

All. Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witches' mummy; maw, and gulf



Of the ravening falt sea-shark ;
Root of hemlock, digg’d i'th' dark ;
Liver of blaspheming Jew:
Gall of goat, and slips of yew,
Sliver'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 lab.
Add thereto a tyger's chawdron,
For th' ingredients of our cauldron.

All. Double, double, toil and trouble,
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

2 Witch. Cool it with a baboon's blood, Then the Charm is firm and good.

Enter Hecate, and other three Witches.
Hec. Oh! well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share i'th' gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Inchanting all that you put in.

Mufick and a Song.
Black Spirits and white,

Blue spirits and grey,
Mingle, mingle, mingle,

You that mingle may. 2 Witch. By the pricking

of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes : Open locks, whoever knocks.

Enter Macbeth. Mac. How now, you secret, black, and midnight

hags? What is't you do?

All. A deed without a name. Macb. I 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



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Against the churches ; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow Navigation up;
Though bladed corn be lodg’d, and trees blown down,
Though castles topple on their warders' heads ;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope

heads to their foundations ; though the treasure
Of Nature's Germins tumble all together, (19)
Even till destruction ficken : answer me
To what I ask you.

1 Witch. Speak. 2 Witch. Demand. 3 Witch. We'll answer. i Witch. Say, if th' hadft rather hear it from our

mouths, Or from our masters?

Macb. Call 'em : let me see 'em.

i Witch. Pour in sow's blood, that hath caten
Her nine farrow; grease, that's sweaten
From the murth'rer's gibbet, throw
Into the flame:

All. Come high or low :
Thy self and office deftly show.

[Thunder. Apparition of an armed bead rifes. Macb. Tell me, thou unknown Power

1 Witch. He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff! Beware the Thane of Fife- -dismiss meen


[Defcends, Macb. What-e'er thou art, for thy good Caution,

thanks. Thou't harp'd my fear aright. But one word more

1 Witch. He will not be commanded ; here's another


-Tho' the Treasure of Nature's germains tumble all together,] Thus all the printed Copies; and Mr. Pope has explain'd Gere mains by Kindred: but I have already proy'd in a Note upon K. Lear, that we must read, Germins, i, o. Seedsg


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More potent than the first.

Apparition of a bloody child rises.
App. Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!
Macb. Had I three ears, I'd hear thee.

App. Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The pow'r of man ; for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.

[Defcends. Macb. Then live, Macduf: what need "I fear of

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 lyes ;
And sleep in spight of thunder.

[Thunders. Apparition of 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. Liften, but speak not.

App. Be lion-nettled, proud, and take no care,
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam-wood to Dunfinane's high hill
Shall come against him.

Macb. That will never be :
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root ? Sweet boadments ! good !
Rebellious head rise never, 'till the wood (20)

Of (20) Rebellious Dead, rise never till the Wood Of Birnam rise, &c.) Thus all the Impresions, from the very Beginning, exhibit this passage : but I cannot imagine what Notion the Editors could have of the Dead being rebela lions. It looks to me, as if they were content to believe the Poet genuine, wherever he was mysterious beyond being underftood. The Emendation of one Letter gives us clear Sense, and the very Thing which Macbeth should be suppos'd to say here. We must rçftore



Of Birnam rise, and our high-plac'd 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 ?
All. Seek to know no more.

[The Cauldron finks into the Ground.
Mac. I will be satisfy'd. Deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you! let me know,
Why sinks that cauldron? and what noise is this?

[Hautboys. i Witch. Shew! 2 Witch. Shew! 3

Witch. Shew !

All. Shew his eyes, and grieve his heart ; Come like shadows, so depart. [Eight Kings appear and pass over in order, and (21)

Banquo; the last, with a glass in his hand. Macb. Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo ; down! Thy crown do's fear mine eye-balls. And thy hair (Thou other gold-bound brow) is like the firft

Rebellious Head rise nevergi. e. Let Rebellion never make Head against me, till a Foreft move, and I fhall reign long enough in Safety.

(21) Eight Kings appear and pass over in order, and Banquo laft, with a Glass in his hand.] The Editors could not help blundering even in this Stage-Direction. For tis not Banquo, who brings the Glass; as is evident from the following Speech :

And yet the Fighth appears, who bears a Glass,
Which shews me many more:--and Some I see,

That twofold Bails, and treble Scepters carry. I have quoted the last Line, because it will not be amiss to observe, that this fine Play, tis probable, was not writ till after 2. Elizabeth's Death. These Apparitions, tho'very proper

ly thewn with Regard to Macbeth, yet are more artfully so, ¿ when we consider the Address of the Poet in complimenting

K. James I. here upon his uniting Scotland to England: and when we consider too, that the Family of the Stuarts are said to be the direct Descendants from Banquo.


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