Macbeth. I beg ten thousand pardons-I'll sit down; No more of that give me a glass of grog; (26) Avaunt and quit my sight! I want thee not! Lady Macbeth. Pray, sirs, dont rise, He is dead drunk-no matter-we'll sit still. Macbeth. What any man dare do-why that I will- ACT III. SCENE.-A dark Cave.-In the middle a great cauldron burning.-The three Witches discovered looking at the cauldron-Thunder.-Enter Hecate and three other Witches. Hecate. Like elves and fairies now begin, The three Witches move round the cauldron singing, and throwing in several ingredients. TUNE." Round about the Maypole how they trot." Round about the cauldron now we go, Lo! So In the charms we throw. Hurly Burly, Double Trouble, Toil and woe. Round about the cauldron, as you see, We Three In a circle be Dancing, Prancing, Bawling, Calling Oh dear me ! Enter Macbeth. Macbeth. Ah! you old hags, what is it you're about? A nameless deed. 1. Witch. Macbeth. I charge you to speak out Remove my fears-I cannot live in doubt. Your masters!-who are they?—Yes, let me view them; I pray you, beldams, introduce me to them. MACBETH TRAVESTIE. Witches singing. Round about the cauldron now we go Lo! So, In our charms we throw Wond'rous, Pond'rous, Queer things, Rare things We will show. Apparition of a bloody Child rises. Apparition. Macbeth be bold, for you may laugh to scorn, (sinks. Macbeth. Thanks, master Rawhead, (31) for your pleasant news At this rate I my life shall never lose. |