ACT IV,
Scene 1 Three
Witches, Macbeth, Visions Scene:
A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.
{Thunder}
First Witch: Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
Second Witch: Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
Third Witch: Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.
First Witch: Round 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.
ALL: Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Second 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,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL: Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Third Witch: Scale 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,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
ALL: Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch: Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
Second Witch: By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
{Enter MACBETH.}
MACBETH: How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do?
ALL:
A deed without a name.
MACBETH: I conjure you, by that which you profess,
Howe'er you come to know it, answer me:
To what I ask you.
First Witch:
Speak.
Second Witch:
Demand.
Third Witch:
We'll answer.
First Witch: Say, if thou'dst rather hear it
from our mouths,
Or from our masters?
MACBETH:
Call 'em; let me see 'em.
First Witch: Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten
Her nine farrow; grease that's sweaten
From the murderer's gibbet throw
Into the flame.
ALL:
Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!
{Thunder. First Apparition: an armed Head.}
MACBETH: Tell me, thou unknown power,--
First Witch:
He knows thy thought:
Hear his speech, but say thou nought.
First Apparition: Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! beware Macduff;
Beware the thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
[Descends.]
MACBETH: Whate'er thou art, for thy good
caution, thanks;
Thou hast harp'd my fear aright: but one word
more,--
First Witch: He will not be commanded: here's another,
More potent than the first.
{Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody Child.} Second
Apparition: Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!
MACBETH: Had I three ears, I'ld hear thee. Second
Apparition: Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
[Descends.]
MACBETH: Then live, Macduff: what need I fear of thee?
{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?
ALL:
Listen, but speak not to't.
Third Apparition: Be 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.]
MACBETH:
That will never be
Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good!
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.
MACBETH: I will be satisfied: deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know.
First Witch: Show!
Second Witch: Show!
Third Witch: Show!
{A show of Eight Kings, the last with a glass in
his hand; GHOST OF BANQUO following.}
MACBETH: Thou 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; Now, I see, 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
And points at them for his.
[Apparitions vanish.]
MACBETH: Where are they? Gone? Let this pernicious hour
Stand aye accursed in the calendar!
Come in, without there!
{Enter LENNOX.}
LENNOX:
What's your grace's will?
MACBETH: Saw you the weird sisters?
LENNOX:
No, my lord.
MACBETH: Came they not by you?
LENNOX:
No, indeed, my lord.
MACBETH: Infected be the air whereon they ride;
who was't came by?
LENNOX: 'Tis two or three, my lord, that
bring you word
Macduff is fled to England.
MACBETH:
Fled to England!
LENNOX: Ay, my good lord. MACBETH:
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!
[Exeunt.] |
Alex
comes back onto scene with MacbethÕs back turned as Macbeth drinks second
refill. When Macbeth turns around he sees Alex carrying bloody doll doing
ventriloquism. Alex
talks in a firm voice Apparition
walks away Macbeth
becomes more confident
Alex again, carrying stick/tree with crown Witches
speak in unision Reaffirming
Macbeth that he cannot be killed Alex
exits the stage Bodements-prediction Witches
speak in unision Each witch
steps forward as he speaks Because
we ran out of actors, there will be no ghost, but instead it is Macbeth
imagining and talking to air. Cue
the eerie music Macbeth
faints, falls to ground The
witches clean up the stage and exit the stage with the cauldron Wakes up,
clearly shaken in the cave, but all remains of the witches have disappeared Lennox
appears with a hat that acts like a helmet, he comes riding in on a horse Regains
composure Lennox
speaks exactly like a messenger would to his master Macbeth
speaks questioningly Crescendo
of bravery Macbeth and Lennox ride away off stage |