Exeunt.
Scaena s.e.xta.
Enter Lenox, and another Lord.
Lenox. My former Speeches, Haue but hit your Thoughts Which can interpret farther: Onely I say Things haue bin strangely borne. The gracious Duncan Was pittied of Macbeth: marry he was dead: And the right valiant Banquo walk"d too late, Whom you may say (if"t please you) Fleans kill"d, For Fleans fled: Men must not walke too late.
Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous It was for Malcolme, and for Donalbane To kill their gracious Father? d.a.m.ned Fact, How it did greeue Macbeth? Did he not straight In pious rage, the two delinquents teare, That were the Slaues of drinke, and thralles of sleepe?
Was not that n.o.bly done? I, and wisely too: For "twould haue anger"d any heart aliue To heare the men deny"t. So that I say, He ha"s borne all things well, and I do thinke, That had he Duncans Sonnes vnder his Key, (As, and"t please Heauen he shall not) they should finde What "twere to kill a Father: So should Fleans.
But peace; for from broad words, and cause he fayl"d His presence at the Tyrants Feast, I heare Macduffe liues in disgrace. Sir, can you tell Where he bestowes himselfe?
Lord. The Sonnes of Duncane (From whom this Tyrant holds the due of Birth) Liues in the English Court, and is receyu"d Of the most Pious Edward, with such grace, That the maleuolence of Fortune, nothing Takes from his high respect. Thither Macduffe Is gone, to pray the Holy King, vpon his ayd To wake Northumberland, and warlike Seyward, That by the helpe of these (with him aboue) To ratifie the Worke) we may againe Giue to our Tables meate, sleepe to our Nights: Free from our Feasts, and Banquets b.l.o.o.d.y kniues; Do faithfull Homage, and receiue free Honors, All which we pine for now. And this report Hath so exasperate their King, that hee Prepares for some attempt of Warre
Len. Sent he to Macduffe?
Lord. He did: and with an absolute Sir, not I The clowdy Messenger turnes me his backe, And hums; as who should say, you"l rue the time That clogges me with this Answer
Lenox. And that well might Aduise him to a Caution, t" hold what distance His wisedome can prouide. Some holy Angell Flye to the Court of England, and vnfold His Message ere he come, that a swift blessing May soone returne to this our suffering Country, Vnder a hand accurs"d
Lord. Ile send my Prayers with him.
Exeunt.
Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
Thunder. Enter the three Witches.
1 Thrice the brinded Cat hath mew"d
2 Thrice, and once the Hedge-Pigge whin"d
3 Harpier cries, "tis time, "tis time
1 Round about the Caldron go: In the poysond Entrailes throw Toad, that vnder cold stone, Dayes and Nights, ha"s thirty one: Sweltred Venom sleeping got, Boyle thou first i"th" charmed pot
All. Double, double, toile and trouble; Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble
2 Fillet of a Fenny Snake, In the Cauldron boyle and bake: Eye of Newt, and Toe of Frogge, Wooll of Bat, and Tongue of Dogge: Adders Forke, and Blinde-wormes Sting, Lizards legge, and Howlets wing: For a Charme of powrefull trouble, Like a h.e.l.l-broth, boyle and bubble
All. Double, double, toyle and trouble, Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble
3 Scale of Dragon, Tooth of Wolfe, Witches Mummey, Maw, and Gulfe Of the rauin"d salt Sea sharke: Roote of Hemlocke, digg"d i"th" darke: Liuer of Blaspheming Iew, Gall of Goate, and Slippes of Yew, Sliuer"d in the Moones Ecclipse: Nose of Turke, and Tartars lips: Finger of Birth-strangled Babe, Ditch-deliuer"d by a Drab, Make the Grewell thicke, and slab.
Adde thereto a Tigers Chawdron, For th" Ingredience of our Cawdron
All. Double, double, toyle and trouble, Fire burne, and Cauldron bubble
2 Coole it with a Baboones blood, Then the Charme is firme and good.
Enter Hecat, and the other three Witches.
Hec. O well done: I commend your paines, And euery one shall share i"th" gaines: And now about the Cauldron sing Like Elues and Fairies in a Ring, Inchanting all that you put in.
Musicke and a Song. Blacke Spirits, &c.
2 By the p.r.i.c.king of my Thumbes, Something wicked this way comes: Open Lockes, who euer knockes.
Enter Macbeth.
Macb. How now you secret, black, & midnight Hags?
What is"t you do?
All. A deed without a name
Macb. I coniure you, by that which you Professe, (How ere you come to know it) answer me: Though you vntye the Windes, and let them fight Against the Churches: Though the yesty Waues Confound and swallow Nauigation vp: Though bladed Corne be lodg"d, & Trees blown downe, Though Castles topple on their Warders heads: Though Pallaces, and Pyramids do slope Their heads to their Foundations: Though the treasure Of Natures Germaine, tumble altogether, Euen till destruction sicken: Answer me To what I aske you
1 Speake
2 Demand
3 Wee"l answer
1 Say, if th"hadst rather heare it from our mouthes, Or from our Masters
Macb. Call "em: let me see "em
1 Powre in Sowes blood, that hath eaten Her nine Farrow: Greaze that"s sweaten From the Murderers Gibbet, throw Into the Flame
All. Come high or low: Thy Selfe and Office deaftly show.
Thunder. 1. Apparation, an Armed Head.
Macb. Tell me, thou vnknowne power
1 He knowes thy thought: Heare his speech, but say thou nought
1 Appar. Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth: Beware Macduffe, Beware the Thane of Fife: dismisse me. Enough.
He Descends.
Macb. What ere thou art, for thy good caution, thanks Thou hast harp"d my feare aright. But one word more
1 He will not be commanded: heere"s another More potent then the first.
Thunder. 2 Apparition, a b.l.o.o.d.y Childe.
2 Appar. Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth
Macb. Had I three eares, Il"d heare thee
Appar. Be b.l.o.o.d.y, bold, & resolute: Laugh to scorne The powre of man: For none of woman borne Shall harme Macbeth.
Descends.
Mac. Then liue Macduffe: what need I feare of thee?