Macbeth by William Shakespeare

Act 3 - Scene 5

A Heath.

First Witch : Why, how now, Hecate! you look angerly.

Hecate : Have I not reason, beldams as you are, [p]Saucy and overbold? How did
you dare [p]To trade and traffic with Macbeth [p]In riddles and
affairs of death; [p]And I, the mistress of your charms, [p]The close
contriver of all harms, [p]Was never call'd to bear my part, [p]Or
show the glory of our art? [p]And, which is worse, all you have
done [p]Hath been but for a wayward son, [p]Spiteful and wrathful,
who, as others do, [p]Loves for his own ends, not for you. [p]But make
amends now: get you gone, [p]And at the pit of Acheron [p]Meet me i'
the morning: thither he [p]Will come to know his destiny: [p]Your
vessels and your spells provide, [p]Your charms and every thing
beside. [p]I am for the air; this night I'll spend [p]Unto a dismal
and a fatal end: [p]Great business must be wrought ere noon: [p]Upon
the corner of the moon [p]There hangs a vaporous drop
profound; [p]I'll catch it ere it come to ground: [p]And that
distill'd by magic sleights [p]Shall raise such artificial
sprites [p]As by the strength of their illusion [p]Shall draw him on
to his confusion: [p]He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear [p]He
hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear: [p]And you all know,
security [p]Is mortals' chiefest enemy. [p][Music and a song within:
'Come away, come away,' &c] [p]Hark! I am call'd; my little spirit,
see, [p]Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me.

First Witch : Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again.

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