Macbeth (Folio 1, 1623)
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Scena Quinta.
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Thunder. Enter the three Witches, meeting
1430Hecat.
¶1. Why how now Hecat, you looke angerly?
¶Sawcy, and ouer-bold, how did you dare
¶To Trade, and Trafficke with Macbeth,
1435In Riddles, and Affaires of death;
¶And I the Mistris of your Charmes,
¶The close contriuer of all harmes,
¶Was neuer call'd to beare my part,
¶Or shew the glory of our Art?
1440And which is worse, all you haue done
¶Hath bene but for a wayward Sonne,
¶Spightfull, and wrathfull, who (as others do)
¶Loues for his owne ends, not for you.
¶But make amends now: Get you gon,
1445And at the pit of Acheron
¶Meete me i'th' Morning: thither he
¶Will come, to know his Destinie.
¶Your Charmes, and euery thing beside;
1450I am for th' Ayre: This night Ile spend
¶Vnto a dismall, and a Fatall end.
¶Vpon the Corner of the Moone
¶There hangs a vap'rous drop, profound,
1455Ile catch it ere it come to ground;
¶Shall draw him on to his Confusion.
¶His hopes 'boue Wisedome, Grace, and Feare:
¶And you all know, Security
¶Is Mortals cheefest Enemie.
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Musicke, and a Song.
1465Hearke, I am call'd: my little Spirit see
¶Sits in Foggy cloud, and stayes for me.
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Sing within. Come away, come away, &c.
¶Backe againe.
Exeunt.
