MACBETH COMIC (1.3.)
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- Where hast thou been, sister?
- Killing swine.
- Sister, where thou?
- A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lapAnd munched and munched and munched. “Giveme,” quoth I.“Aroint thee, witch,” the rump-fed runnion cries. Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o’ th’ 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.
- Th’ art kind.
- And I another.
- I’ll give thee a wind.
- I myself have all the other,And the very ports they blow;All the quarters that they knowI’ th’ shipman’s card.I’ll drain him dry as hay.Sleep shall neither night nor dayHang upon his penthouse lid.He shall live a man forbid.Weary sev’nnights, nine times nine,Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine.Though his bark cannot be lost,Yet it shall be tempest-tossed.Look what I have.
- Here I have a pilot’s thumb, Wracked as homeward he did come. Drum within.
- Show me, show me.
- A drum, a drum!Macbeth doth come.
- A drum, a drum!Macbeth doth come.ALL, dancing in a circle The Weïrd Sisters, hand in hand,Posters of the sea and land,Thus do go about, about,Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
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