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THE THREE WEIRD SISTERS

A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come.

 

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MACBETH
ACT I Scene III

A heath near Forres.

[Thunder. Enter the three Witches]

First Witch  Where hast thou been, sister?

Second Witch  Killing swine.

Third Witch  Sister, where thou?

First Witch   A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
And munch'd, and munch'd, and munch'd:--
'Give me,' quoth I:
'Aroint thee, witch!' the rump-fed ronyon cries.
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
And, like a rat without a tail,
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do.

Second Witch   I'll give thee a wind.

First Witch   Thou'rt kind.

Third Witch   And I another.

First Witch   I myself have all the other,
And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I' the shipman's card.
I will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid:
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.
Look what I have.

Second Witch   Show me, show me.

First Witch   Here I have a pilot's thumb,
Wreck'd as homeward he did come.

[Drum within]

Third Witch   A drum, a drum!
Macbeth doth come.

ALL   The weird sisters, hand in hand,
Posters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
And thrice again, to make up nine.
Peace! the charm's wound up.

[Enter MACBETH and BANQUO]