I conjure you by that which you profess, Howe'er you come to know it, answer me!
Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!
(The First, Second and Third Apparitions.)
Macbeth, Macbeth, Macbeth: beware Macduff, Beware the Thane of Fife. Dismiss me. Enough.
I will be satisfied! Deny me this,And an eternal curse fall on you. Let me know.Why sinks that cauldron, and what noise is this?
Macbeth Act 4 Scene 1
(Show of eight kings, and the last with a glass mirrir in his hand. Banquo's Ghost following.)
Scene 1 starts with Macbeth visiting the Three Witches, demanding them to tell him his future.
(Three Witches Mockery/Dance)
The Three Witches summon apparitions to reveal Macbeth's future to him. The first one tells Macbeth to Beware Macduff , which confirms his suspicions The second one tells him that no one born of a woman will harm him. The last one says that he won't be defeated until Birnam Wood marches down Dunsinane Hill.
Enter Lennox.
Be bloody, bold and resolute; I laugh to scorn, The power of man, for none of woman born, Shall harm Macbeth.
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no careWho chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are.Macbeth shall never vanquished be, untilGreat Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hillShall come against him.
Finally, a procession of eight crowned kings walk by, the last carrying a mirror. Banquo’s ghost walks at the end of the line.
Macbeth, furious at this sign that Banquo's heirs will get the throne, demands answers. But Hecate mocks him and the witches vanish.
What, is this so?!
Ay, sir, all this is so. But whyStands Macbeth thus amazedly?Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,And show the best of our delights.Ill charm th air to give a sound,While you perform your antic round.That this great king may kindly say,Our duties did his welcome pay.
Lennox enters and tells Macbeth that Macduff has fled to England. Macbeth resolves to send murderers to capture Macduff’s castle and to kill Macduff’s wife and children.
Fled to England?The castle of Macduff I will surprise,Seize upon Fife, give to th edge o th swordHis wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls. This deed Ill do before this purpose cool.But no more sights! Where are these gentlemen?Come, bring me where they are.
Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you wordMacduff is fled to England.