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Macbeth

by William Shakespeare

Act 3, Scene 5 Easiest-to-Read Edition

 

 

 

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Macbeth Act 3, Scene 5



A heath

Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES meeting HECATE

Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES meeting HECATE

FIRST WITCH

Why, how now, Hecate! You look angerly.

 

FIRST WITCH

Why, how now, Hecate! You look angerly.

 

HECATE

Have I not reason, beldams as you are?

bedlams=hags

Saucy and overbold, how did you dare

To trade and traffic with Macbeth

In riddles and affairs of death,

And I, the mistress of your charms,

The close contriver of all harms,

Was never called to bear my part,

Or show the glory of our art?

And, which is worse, all you have done

Hath been but for a wayward son,

wayward=untrustworthy

Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,

Loves for his own ends, not for you.

(that is, Macbeth)

But make amends now. Get you gone,

And at the pit of Acheron

Acheron=a river in hell, therefore, hell itself

Meet me i' th' morning. Thither he

Will come to know his destiny.

Your vessels and your spells provide,

vessels=cauldrons

Your charms and everything beside.

I am for the air. This night I値l spend

I am for the air=I will fly away

Unto a dismal and a fatal end.

Great business must be wrought ere noon.

Upon the corner of the moon

There hangs a vap'rous drop profound.

profound=low hanging

I値l catch it ere it come to ground.

And that distilled by magic sleights

Shall raise such artificial sprites

As by the strength of their illusion

Shall draw him on to his confusion.

He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear

His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear.

And you all know, security

security=overconfidence

Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

 

HECATE

Have I not reason, beldams as you are?

Saucy and overbold, how did you dare

To trade and traffic with Macbeth

In riddles and affairs of death,

And I, the mistress of your charms,

The close contriver of all harms,

Was never called to bear my part,

Or show the glory of our art?

And, which is worse, all you have done

Hath been but for a wayward son,

Spiteful and wrathful, who, as others do,

Loves for his own ends, not for you.

But make amends now. Get you gone,

And at the pit of Acheron

Meet me i' th' morning. Thither he

Will come to know his destiny.

Your vessels and your spells provide,

Your charms and everything beside.

I am for the air. This night I値l spend

Unto a dismal and a fatal end.

Great business must be wrought ere noon.

Upon the corner of the moon

There hangs a vap'rous drop profound.

I値l catch it ere it come to ground.

And that distilled by magic sleights

Shall raise such artificial sprites

As by the strength of their illusion

Shall draw him on to his confusion.

He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear

His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace, and fear.

And you all know, security

Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

 

Music and a song within: 'Come away, come away,' &c

Music and a song within: 'Come away, come away,' &c

Hark! I am called. My little spirit, see,

Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me.

 

Hark! I am called. My little spirit, see,

Sits in a foggy cloud and stays for me.

 

Exit

Exit

FIRST WITCH

Come, let痴 make haste; she値l soon be back again.

 

FIRST WITCH

Come, let痴 make haste; she値l soon be back again.

 

Exeunt

Exeunt

 

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