SIWARD, Earl of Northumberland, General of the English Forces. YOUNG SIWARD, his Son. SEYTON, an Officer attending on MACBETH. Boy, Son to MACDUFF. An English Doctor. A Scotch Doctor. A Soldier. Gentlewoman attending on LADY MACBETH. HECATE, and three Witches. Lords, Gentlemen, Officers, Soldiers, Murderers, The Ghost of Banquo, and several other Apparitions. SCENE,-in the end of the Fourth Act, in ENGLAND; through the rest of the Play, in SCOTLAND; and chiefly at MACBETH'S Castle. MACBETH. ACT I. SCENE I.-An open place. Thunder and Lightning. Enter three Witches. 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won. 3 Witch. That will be ere the set of sun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath. 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. 1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin! All. Paddock calls:- -anon. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Witches vanish. SCENE II-A Camp near Forres. Alarum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENNOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his pligth, of the revolt The newest state. Mal. This is the sergeant, Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought 'Gainst my captivity.-Hail, brave friend! Say to the king the knowledge of the broil, As thou didst leave it. Sold. Doubtfully it stood; The multiplying villanies of nature Do swarm upon him,-from the Western isles And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, Like valour's minion, Carv'd out his passage till he fac'd the slave; Dun. O valiant cousin! worthy gentleman! Compell'd these skipping kerns to trust their heels, With furbish'd arms and new supplies of men, Dun. Yes; As sparrows eagles, or the hare the lion. If I say sooth, I must report they were Doubly redoubled strokes upon the foe: Except they meant to bathe in reeking wounds, I cannot tell : But I am faint; my gashes cry for help. Dun. So well thy words become thee as thy wounds; They smack of honour both.-Go, get him surgeons. [Exit Soldier, attended. Who comes here? Mal. The worthy Thane of Ross. Len. What a haste looks through his eyes! So should he look That seems to speak things strange. Ross. Enter Ross. God save the king! From Fife, great king; Dun. Whence cam'st thou, worthy thane? Norway himself, with terrible numbers, The Thane of Cawdor, began a dismal conflict; Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, Dun. Ross. That now Great happiness! Sweno, the Norways' king, craves composition; Nor would we deign him burial of his men Till he disbursed, at Saint Colmes-inch, Ten thousand dollars to our general use. Dun. No more that Thane of Cawdor shall deceive Our bosom interest :-go pronounce his present death, And with his former title greet Macbeth. Ross. I'll see it done. Dun. What he hath lost, noble Macbeth hath won. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-A Heath. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. 1 Witch. Where hast thou been, sister? 2 Witch. Killing swine. 3 Witch. Sister, where thou? 1 Witch. A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap, And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd:-Give quoth I: Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger: And, like a rat without a tail, I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. 2 Witch. I'll give thee a wind. 1 Witch. Thou art kind. 3 Witch. And I another. 1 Witch. I myself have all the other; And the very ports they blow, All the quarters that they know |