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Shakespeare in Hell
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A Pageant Of Eight Kings
HECATE.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
SECOND WITCH.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
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Something wicked this way comes:--
MACBETH.
I conjure you, by that which you profess,--
Howe'er you come to know it,--answer me:
Though you untie the winds, and let them fight
Against the churches; even till destruction.
[Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.]
APPARITION.
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff;
Beware the Thane of Fife.--Dismiss me:--enough.
[Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child rises.]
APPARITION.--
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!
MACBETH.
Had I three ears, I'd hear thee.
APPARITION.
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.
[Thunder. An Apparition of a Child crowned, with a tree in his
hand, rises.]
APPARITION.
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.
MACBETH
Another yet!--A seventh!--I'll see no more:--
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass.
Horrible sight!--Now I see 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
FIRST WITCH.
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights;
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round;
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
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