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Enchanting all that you put in.

Music and a song: ‘Black spirits’ etc.
Exeunt Hecat and the other three Witches.

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

Open, locks, whoever knocks!

Enter Macbeth.

MACBETH
How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is’t you do?

ALL
A deed without a name.

MACBETH
I conjure you, by that which you profess,

Howe’er you come to know it, answer me − [50]
Though you untie the winds and let them fight
Against the churches; though the yesty waves
Confound and swallow navigation up;

Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down;
Though castles topple on their warders’ heads;
Though palaces and pyramids do slope
Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure

Of nature’s germens tumble all together
Even till destruction sicken − answer me
To what I ask you.

FIRST WITCH
Speak.

SECOND WITCH
Demand.