Macbeth

Act I

Scene I

A desert place.

Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches.

First Witch

When shall we three meet againIn thunder, lightning, or in rain?

Second Witch

When the hurlyburly’s done,When the battle’s lost and won.

Third Witch

That will be ere the set of sun.

First Witch

Where the place?

Second Witch

Upon the heath.

Third Witch

There to meet with Macbeth.

First Witch

I come, Graymalkin!

Second Witch

Paddock calls.

Third Witch

Anon.

All

Fair is foul, and foul is fair:Hover through the fog and filthy air. Exeunt.

Scene II

A camp near Forres.

Alarum within. Enter Duncan, Malcolm, Donalbain, Lennox, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Sergeant.

Duncan

What bloody man is that? He can report,As seemeth by his plight, of the revoltThe newest state.

Malcolm

This is the sergeantWho like a good and hardy soldier fought’Gainst my captivity. Hail, brave friend!Say to the king the knowledge of the broilAs thou didst leave it.

Sergeant

Doubtful it stood;As two spent swimmers, that do cling togetherAnd choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald⁠—Worthy to be a rebel, for to thatThe multiplying villainies of natureDo swarm upon him⁠—from the western islesOf kerns and gallowglasses is supplied;And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling,Show’d like a rebel’s whore: but all’s too weak:For brave Macbeth⁠—well he deserves that name⁠—Disdaining fortune, with his brandish’d steel,Which smoked with bloody execution,

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