ACT I.
3. SCENE III. A heath.
 
[Thunder. Enter the three Witches.] 
 
FIRST WITCH.
 
Where hast thou been, sister? 
 
SECOND WITCH.
 
Killing swine. 
 
THIRD WITCH.
 
Sister, where thou? 
 
FIRST WITCH.
 
A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap,
 
And mounch'd, and mounch'd, and mounch'd:--"Give me," quoth I:
 
"Aroint thee, witch!" the rump-fed ronyon cries.
 
Her husband's to Aleppo gone, master o' the Tiger:
 
But in a sieve I'll thither sail,
 
And, like a rat without a tail,
 
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do. 
 
SECOND WITCH.
 
I'll give thee a wind. 
 
FIRST WITCH.
 
Thou art kind. 
 
THIRD WITCH.
 
And I another. 
 
FIRST WITCH.
 
I myself have all the other:
 
And the very ports they blow,
 
All the quarters that they know
 
I' the shipman's card.
 
I will drain him dry as hay:
 
Sleep shall neither night nor day
 
Hang upon his pent-house lid;
 
He shall live a man forbid:
 
Weary seven-nights nine times nine
 
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine:
 
Though his bark cannot be lost,
 
Yet it shall be tempest-tost.--
 
Look what I have. 
 
SECOND WITCH.
 
Show me, show me. 
 
FIRST WITCH.
 
Here I have a pilot's thumb,
 
Wreck'd as homeward he did come. 
 
[Drum within.] 
 
THIRD WITCH.
 
A drum, a drum!
 
Macbeth doth come. 
 
ALL.
 
The weird sisters, hand in hand,
 
Posters of the sea and land,
 
Thus do go about, about:
 
Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
 
And thrice again, to make up nine:--
 
Peace!--the charm's wound up. 
 
[Enter Macbeth and Banquo.] 
 
MACBETH.
 
So foul and fair a day I have not seen. 
 
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