[Enter Macbeth and Banquo]
So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
How far is't called to Forres?
So withered and so wild in their attire,
That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
[To the witches]
Live you or are you aught
[The witches signal for Banquo to be silent]
You seem to understand me,
By each at once her chappy finger laying
Upon her skinny lips. You should be women,
And yet your beards forbid me to interpret
Speak, if you can; what are you?
All hail, Macbeth. Hail to thee, Thane of Glamis.
All hail, Macbeth. Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor.
All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter.
[To Macbeth] Good sir, why do you start, and seem to fear
Things that do sound so fair? [To Witches] I' the name of truth,
Are ye fantastical, or that indeed
Which outwardly ye show? My noble partner
You greet with present grace and great prediction
Of noble having and of royal hope,
That he seems rapt withal. To me you speak not.
If you can look into the seeds of time,
And say which grain will grow and which will not,
Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear
Your favors, nor your hate.
Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
Not so happy, yet much happier.
Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.
So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo.
Banquo and Macbeth, all hail.
Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:
By Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis;
But how of Cawdor? The Thane of Cawdor lives,
A prosperous gentleman. And to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief,
No more than to be Cawdor. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence, or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop our way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.
The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,
And these are of them. Whither are they vanished?
Into the air; and what seemed corporal melted
As breath into the wind. Would they had stayed.
Were such things here as we do speak about,
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?
Your children shall be kings.
And Thane of Cawdor too. Went it not so?
To the selfsame tune and words.
[Enter Ross and Angus]