Faculty of English

ALL WITCHES            Double, double toil and trouble. Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. SECOND WITCH        Cool it with a baboon’s blood; Then the charm is firm and good. Enter Hecate and the other three Witches HECATE         O, well done! I commend your pains, And everyone shall share i’th’ gains. And now about the cauldron sing Like […]

ALL WITCHES            Double, double toil and trouble. Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. THIRD WITCH           Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf, Witch’s mummy, maw and gulf Of the ravined salt-sea shark, Root of hemlock digged i’th’ dark, Liver of blaspheming Jew, Gall of goat, and slips of yew Slivered in the moon’s eclipse, Nose of Turk […]

ALL WITCHES            Double, double toil and trouble. Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. SECOND WITCH        Fillet of a fenny snake In the cauldron boil and bake. Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg and owlet’s wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, […]

Thunder. Enter the three Witches FIRST WITCH            Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed. SECOND WITCH        Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined. THIRD WITCH           Harpier cries ‘’tis time, ’tis time!’ FIRST WITCHRound about the cauldron go. In the poisoned entrails throw. Toad that under coldest stone Days and nights has thirty-one Sweltered venom, sleeping got, Boil […]

LENNOX         Sent he to MacDuff? LORD  He did; and, with an absolute ‘Sir, not I’, The cloudy messenger turns me his back, And ‘Hmm’s, as who should say ‘You’ll rue the time That clogs me with this answer.’ LENNOX         And that well might Advise him to a caution, t’hold what distance His wisdom can provide. […]

LORD                          Thither Macduff Is gone to pray the holy King upon his aid To wake Northumberland and warlike Siward, That by the help of these, with Him above To ratify the work, we may again Give to our tables meat, sleep to our nights, Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives, Do faithful homage, […]

LENNOX         But peace; for from broad words, and ’cause he failed His presence at the tyrant’s feast, I hear Macduff lives in disgrace. Sir, can you tell Where he bestows himself? LORD  The son of Duncan, From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth, Lives in the English court, and is received Of the […]

LENNOX         Who cannot want the thought how monstrous It was for Malcolm and for Donalbain To kill their gracious father? Damnèd fact! How it did grieve Macbeth! Did he not straight In pious rage the two delinquents tear That were the slaves of drink and thralls of sleep? Was not that nobly done? Ay, and […]

Enter Lennox and another Lord LENNOX         My former speeches have but hit your thoughts, Which can interpret farther. Only I say Things have been strangely borne. The gracious Duncan Was pitied of Macbeth; marry, he was dead. And the right valiant Banquo walked too late, Whom you may say, if’t please you, Fleance killed; For […]

HECATE         Upon the corner of the moon There hangs a vap’rous drop profound. I’ll 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 […]