Act 1, scene 3, pages 1-2
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- 4.) A sailor's wife had chestnuts in her lap and munched away at them. Give me one, I said, Get away from me, witch! the fat woman cried. Her husband has sailed off to Aleppo as master of a ship called the Tiger. I'll sail there in a kitchen strainer, turn myself into a tailless rat, and do things to him-
- 1.) Where have you been, sister?
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- 3.) And you, sister?
- 2.) Killing pigs.
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- 2.) How nice of you!
- 4.) I already have control of all the other winds, along with the ports from which they blow and every direction on the sailor's compass in which they can go. I'll drain the life out of him. He won't catch a wink of sleep, either at night or during the day. For eighty-one weeks he will waste away in agony. Look what I have here.
- 6.) Here I have the thumb of a pilot who was drowned while trying to return home.
- 1.) I'll give you some wind to sail there.
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- 5.) Show me, show me.
- 3.) And I will give you some more.
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- 2.) We weird sisters. hand in hand, swift travelers over the sea and land, dance around and around like so. Three times to yours, and three times to mine, and three times again, to add up to nine. Enough! The charm is ready.
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- 1.) A drum, a drum! Macbeth has come.
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