Shakespeare In Hell

A Pageant of Eight Kings

Shakespeare In Hell


HECATE. 
O, well done! I commend your pains; 
And everyone shall share i' the gains. 
And now about the cauldron sing, 
Like elves and fairies in a ring, 
Enchanting all that you put in. 

SECOND WITCH. 
By the pricking of my thumbs, 
Something wicked this way comes:-- 

MACBETH. 
I conjure you, by that which you profess,-- 
Howe'er you come to know it,--answer me: 
Though you untie the winds, and let them fight 
Against the churches; even till destruction. 

[Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.] 

APPARITION. 
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff; 
Beware the Thane of Fife.--Dismiss me:--enough. 

[Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child rises.] 

APPARITION.-- 
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! 

MACBETH. 
Had I three ears, I'd hear thee. 

APPARITION. 
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn 
The power of man, for none of woman born 
Shall harm Macbeth. 

[Thunder. An Apparition of a Child crowned, with a tree in his 
hand, rises.] 

APPARITION. 
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care 
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: 
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until 
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill 
Shall come against him. 

MACBETH 
Another yet!--A seventh!--I'll see no more:-- 
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass. 
Horrible sight!--Now I see 'tis true; 
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me, 

FIRST WITCH. 
Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, 
And show the best of our delights; 
I'll charm the air to give a sound, 
While you perform your antic round; 
That this great king may kindly say, 
Our duties did his welcome pay.