---		A desert place. Thunder and lightniing.		  
---		Enter three Witches.
 

  FIRST WITCH. When shall we three meet again?			                                                               
    In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

  SECOND WITCH. When the hurlyburly's done,
                      hurlyburly's done,
    When the battle's lost and won.
	               lost and won.

  THIRD WITCH. That will be ere the set of sun.
  FIRST WITCH. Where the place?
  SECOND WITCH. Upon the heath.
  THIRD WITCH. There to meet with Macbeth
    Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
    Hover through the fog and filthy air. 
	   Hover through the filthy air.
    
---		Exeunt.

                FLIGHT OF THE WITCHES – orchestral

---		Change of scenery: a heath. Thunderr.
---		The three Witches land.
---		Drum within.


  THIRD WITCH. A drum, a drum!
            A drum, a drum!
    Macbeth doth come.

  ALL. The weird sisters, hand in hand,
    Posters of the sea and land,
    Thus do go about, about,
    Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine,
    And thrice again, to make up nine.
	           Peace! Peace! 
    Peace! The charm's wound up.  
 

 ---                Enter Macbeth and Banquo.

  MACBETH. So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
  	 
  BANQUO. How far is't call'd to Forres?
				What are these
    That look not like the inhabitants o' the earth,
    And yet are on't?

  MACBETH. Speak, if you can. What are you?
                           What are you?
 

  FIRST WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, Thane of Glamis!
  				 
  SECOND WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor!
  				 
  THIRD WITCH. All hail, Macbeth, that shalt be King 
                                    shalt be King 
					hereafter!
 

   BANQUO.  
 
    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. 

 

  FIRST WITCH. Hail!
  SECOND WITCH.		Hail!
  THIRD WITCH.			Hail!
  FIRST WITCH. Lesser than Macbeth, and greater.
  SECOND WITCH. Not so happy, yet much happier.
  THIRD WITCH. Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none.

 

  THIRD WITCH. So all hail, Macbeth and Banquo!

  FIRST WITCH. Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!

	---			Witches vanish.	

 

  MACBETH. Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more.
    By  Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis;
    But how of Cawdor?  
 
  BANQUO.		Would they had stay'd!
  			Would they had stay'd!
    The earth hath bubbles as the water has,
    And these are of them.  

  BOTH. Would they had stay'd!
			Would they had stay'd!

 

 ---                Enter Lennox and Angus.
 
  LENNOX. The King hath happily received, Macbeth,
    The news of thy success!

  ANGUS.                   So we are sent
    To give thee, from our royal master, thanks!
 
  LENNOX. And for an earnest of a greater honor,
    He bade me, from him, call thee Thane of Cawdor.
    In which addition, hail, most worthy Thane!

  BANQUO. What, can the devil speak true?

   MACBETH.   
    [To Lennox and Angus] Thanks for your    pains.

 ---                exeunt Lennox and Angus.

    [Aside.] 
     Glamis, and Thane of Cawdor!
     The greatest is behind. 
	      The greatest is behind.
 

---	Inverness. Macbeth's castle.
---	Lady Macbeth, reading a letter.

  LADY MACBETH. 
    "			...  they have more   than mortal knowledge. 
    These weird sisters saluted me and referred me to the coming 
    on of time with 'Hail, King that shalt be!' 
    This have  I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness, 
    Lay it to thy heart, and farewell.                 "
 

  LADY MACBETH.
    Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be
    What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature.
    It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
    To catch the nearest way.  

---	Enter Macbeth.

    Great Glamis! Worthy Cawdor!
    Greater than both, by the all-hail hereafter!
    Thy letters have transported me beyond
    This ignorant present, and I feel now
    The future in the instant.
 

  MACBETH.                 My dearest love,
    Duncan comes here tonight.

  LADY MACBETH.           And when goes hence?

  MACBETH. Tomorrow, as he purposes.

  LADY MACBETH.                      O, never
    Shall sun that morrow see!

    Your face, my Thane, is as a book where men
    May read strange matters. To beguile the time,
    Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, 
    Your hand, your tongue;   leave all the rest to me.  
 
  MACBETH. We will speak further.

  LADY MACBETH.               I do fear thy nature.
    It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
    To catch the nearest way. 
    
   MACBETH.                      We will speak further.
 

---		A room in Macbeth's castle

  LADY MACBETH. That which hath made them drunk hath made me bold;
    What hath quench'd them has giv'n me fire.
 
    It was the owl that shriek'd, the fatal bellman,
    Which gives the stern'st good night. He is about it:
    The doors are open, and the surfeited grooms
    Do mock their charge with snores. 
    I have drugg'd their possets
 
    I laid their daggers ready;
    He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled
    My father as he slept, I had done't.
 

---                 Enter Macbeth,
  LADY MACBETH. 
    My husband!
	       My husband!
  MACBETH.		I have done the deed. Didst thou not hear a noise?
  LADY MACBETH. I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.
    Did not you speak?
  MACBETH.		When?
  LADY MACBETH.			Now.

 MACBETH.				As I descended
    I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more!
    Macbeth does murther sleep" -the innocent sleep,
    Sleep that knits up the ravel'd sleave of care...
    "Glamis hath murther'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
    Shall sleep no more. Macbeth shall sleep no more."

 LADY MACBETH. Who was it that thus cried? 
                               Go, get some water
    And wash this filthy witness from your hand.
    Why did you bring these daggers from the place?
    Go, you must lay them there. 

  MACBETH.                        I'll go no more.

 

  LADY MACBETH.  
    Give me the daggers, and if he do bleed,
    I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal,
    For it must seem their guilt.         

---	Exit Lady Macbeth, then re-enter

  LADY MACBETH. My hands are of your color, but I shame
    To wear a heart so white.  Retire we to our chamber.
    A little water clears us of this deed.
 

---		Macbeth's castle, corridor. Macdufff and Lennox. 
---		Enter Macbeth.
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  MACDUFF and LENNOX. Good morrow, noble sir.
  MACBETH.			      Morrow, both.
  MACDUFF. Is the King stirring, worthy Thane?
  MACBETH.                                  Not yet.
  MACDUFF. He did command me to call timely on him;
    I have almost slipp'd the hour.
  MACBETH. I'll show you to him. This is the door.

---		Exit Macduff.
---		Re-enter Macduff.

  MACDUFF. O horror, horror, horror!  
				Awake, awake!
    Ring the alarum bell. Murther and treason!
    Banquo and Donalbain! Malcolm, awake!

---		Enter Lady Macbeth.

  LADY MACBETH. What's the business, 
    That such a hideous trumpet calls to parley
    The sleepers of the house? Speak, speak!
  MACDUFF. O gentle lady,
    'Tis not for you to hear  

---		Enter Banquo.

                                  O Banquo, Banquo!
    Our royal master's murther'd.
  LADY MACBETH.				Woe, alas!
    What, in our house?
  BANQUO.               Too cruel anywhere.
 

  MACBETH. Had I but died an hour before this chance, 
    I had lived a blessed time, for from this instant
	                              from this instant
    There's nothing serious in mortality.
    Renown and grace is dead !

                Enter Malcolm and Donalbain.

  DONALBAIN.				What is amiss?
  MACDUFF. Your royal father's murther'd.
  MALCOLM.		                 Murther'd! By whom?
  LENNOX. Those of his chamber 
    Their hands and faces badged with blood;
    So were their daggers, they were distracted
	Staring, and distracted ... 
	staring, and distracted ...
  MACBETH. O, yet I do repent me of my fury,
    That I  killed them.
  MACDUFF.	Wherefore did you so?
  LENNOX.		Wherefore did you so?
  MACBETH. Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious,
    Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man.
    Who could refrain ?!

  BANQUO.
    And when we have our naked frailties hid,
    That suffer in exposure, let us meet
    And question this most bloody piece of work.
 
 
  MACBETH. Let's briefly put on manly readiness
    And meet i' the hall together.

  ALL.				Well contented.

---		Exeunt all but Malcolm and Donalbaiin. 
 

  MALCOLM. What will you do? Let's not consort with them.
    To show an unfelt sorrow is an office
    Which the false man does easy. I'll to England,
	                                 to England.
  DONALBAIN. To Ireland, I; for where we are
    There's daggers in men's smiles; the near in blood,
    The nearer bloody.
  MALCOLM.                Therefore to horse;
    And let us not be dainty of leave-taking,
        But shift away, 
		 shift away.

---	Exeunt.
 

---	Forres. The palace.
---	Enter Banquo.

  BANQUO. Thou hast it now: King, Cawdor, Glamis, all,
    As the weird women promised, and I fear
    Thou play'dst most foully for't; 
				 
    May they not be my oracles as well
    And set me up in hope? But hush, no more,

---	Sennet sounds.
	                        hush, no more.
 
 

---	Enter Macbeth as King, Lady Macbeth  as Queen, Lords,   
---	Ladies, and Attendants.

  MACBETH. Here's our chief guest.
  LADY MACBETH.        If he had been forgotten,
    It had been as a gap in our great feast 
    And all thing unbecoming.

  MACBETH. Tonight we hold a solemn supper, sir,
    And I'll request your presence.
  BANQUO.                 Let your Highness
    Command upon me. 
 

  MACBETH.           Ride you this afternoon?
  BANQUO. Ay, my good lord.
 
  MACBETH. I wish your horses swift and sure of foot,
   Goes Fleance with you?
  BANQUO.       Ay, my good lord.   
  MACBETH.
                                 Farewell.                                       
--- Exit Banquo.

 

  MACBETH. 
    Fail not our feast.
   ALL.                 Let your Highness
    Command upon us. 
   MACBETH.
    Let every man be master of his time
    Till seven at night;   while then, God be with you!

---	Exeunt all, except Macbeth.
 

  MACBETH. 
    Our fears in Banquo !  There is none but he
    Whose being I do fear. 
                             He chid the sisters
    When first they put the name of King upon me
    And bade them speak to him; then prophet-like
    They hail'd him father to a line of kings.  

    For Banquo's issue   I defiled my mind,
    For them the gracious Duncan have I murther'd,
    To make them kings --  the seed of Banquo kings!!

    It is concluded: Banquo, thy soul's flight,
    If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.
 

---	A Hall in the palace. A banquet preppared.
---	Macbeth, Lady Macbeth, Lords, Ladiess  

  MACBETH. You know your own degrees; sit down. At first
    And last the hearty welcome.

  ALL.                     Thanks to your Majesty.
 
  LADY MACBETH. Your humble hostess!  welcome most noble peers!

--- Procession. Guests take their seats,,   greeted by Macbeth and Lady Macbeth
 

---		Enter  Murtherer to the door.

  MACBETH. There's blood upon thy   face.
  MURTHERER.                        'Tis Banquo's then.
  MACBETH. 'Tis better thee without than he within.
    Is he dispatch'd?
  MURTHERER.             My lord, his throat is cut;
    That I did for him.
  MACBETH.  
    Who did the like for Fleance?
  MURTHERER.                  Most royal sir,
    Fleance is escaped.

  MACBETH.   I had else been  perfect, 
    Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,
    As broad and general as the casing air;
    But now I am cabin'd, cribb'd, confin'd, bound in
    To saucy doubts and fears 
	                        - But Banquo's safe?
 
  MURTHERER. Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides.
 
---		Macbeth dismisses Murtherer.   Exitt Murtherer.
 

---		The Ghost of Banquo enters and sitss in Macbeth's place.

  MACBETH. Avaunt, and quit my sight! Let the earth hide thee!
    Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
    Thou hast no speculation in those eyes
    Which thou dost glare with.

---		commotion, guests rise

   LADY MACBETH. Sit, worthy friends; my lord is often thus,
    And hath been from his youth. Pray you, keep seat.
---		Aside to Macbeth 
    O proper stuff!  You look but on a stool.

  MACBETH.  
    Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear,
    The arm'd rhinoceros, and my firm nerves
    Shall never tremble.
    
   Take any shape but that!

                           Or be alive again,
    And dare me to the desert with thy sword.
    Hence, horrible shadow! Unreal mockery, hence!  

---		Exit Ghost.
 

  MACBETH. 
    Why, being gone, I am a man again. 

    Give me some wine, fill full. 
    Pray you sit still. 
    Bring wine, more wine! wine! Fill full!  

    Do not muse at me, my most worthy friends.
    I have a strange infirmity, which is nothing
    To those that know me. Come, love and health to all!

  GUESTS: Love and health to all!


  LADY MACBETH. Think of this, good peers,
    But as a thing of custom. 'Tis no other,
    But spoils our pleasure...
 

--- Banquo's ghost returns

  MACBETH.                   
		      Can  you   see such sights
    And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks
    When mine is blanch'd with fear?

  ALL. What sights, my lord? What sights, my lord? 
       What sights, my lord? What sights? 

    LADY MACBETH.
---		Aside to Macbeth
    You have displaced the mirth, broke the good meeting!

---		to the assembly
    Speak not, I pray you; he grows worse and worse;
    Question enrages him. 
			At once, good night.
    Stand not upon the order of your going,
	But go at once.
    I pray you go at once.

  ALL.                   Good night, and better health
    Attend his Majesty!

--- Procession. Guests leave.
 

		
---		A cavern. In the middle, a boiling  cauldron. Thunder.		
---		The three Witches.
		
		 
	  FIRST WITCH. Round about the cauldron go;
	    In the poison'd entrails throw.
	    Eye of newt and toe of frog,
	    Wool of bat and tongue of dog.
	 
	  ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	
	  SECOND WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake,
	    In the cauldron boil and bake; 
	    For a charm of powerful trouble, 
	    Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
	
	  ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	 
     

	 
 

	  THIRD WITCH. Scale of ravin'd salt-sea shark,
	    Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
	    Liver of blaspheming Jew,
	    Gall of goat and slips of yew;
	 
	  ALL. Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	Double, double, toil and trouble;
	    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
	 
	
	 
	  SECOND WITCH. By the pricking of my thumbs,
	    Something wicked this way comes.
	    Open, locks,
	    Whoever knocks!

 

		---		Enter Macbeth.

		  MACBETH. I conjure you, by that which you profess
		    -- Howeer you come to know it -- answer me:
		    To what I ask you.
		
		  FIRST WITCH. We shall.
		  SECOND WITCH.   We shall.
		  THIRD WITCH.       We'll answer.
		 
		---		while triple Hecate appears.		
 
 		  WITCHES. We know thy thought:
		    Hear our speech, but say thou nought.
 

---	First Apparition: an armed Head.
	 
	HECATE, WITCHES. 
	    Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff!
	    Beware the Thane of Fife!  

---	apparition vanishes  
	
---	Second Apparition: a bloody Child.
	 		 
	HECATE, WITCHES. 
	    Be bloody, bold, and resolute: laugh to scorn
	    The power of man, for none of woman born
	    Shall ever harm Macbeth.                                
	    
---	apparition vanishes    
	
	  MACBETH.               Then   live,  Macduff.
	    But I will make assurance double sure,
	    And take a bond of fate: thou shalt not live!

---	Third Apparition: a Child crowned, wwith a tree in his hand.
	
	

	
	
	 
	HECATE, WITCHES.
	 
	    Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be until
	    Great Birnam Wood to high Dunsinane Hill
	    Shall come against him.  

---		apparition vanishes 

	  MACBETH.             That will never be.
	    Who can impress the forest, bid the tree
	    Unfix his earth-bound root?  

	And yet my heart
	    Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art
	    Can tell so much, shall Banquo's issue ever
	    Reign in this kingdom?
	
	  ALL. Seek to know no more.
	
	  MACBETH. I will be satisfied! Deny me this,
	    And an eternal curse fall on you! 
	  
	  FIRST WITCH. Show! 
	  SECOND WITCH.		Show!
	  THIRD  WITCH.			Show!
	
	  ALL. Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;
	    Come, come come like shadows, 
		like shadows, so depart!
	
	

		---		A procession of Kings,  with   Banquo's Ghost 
		
		  MACBETH. They are too like the spirit of Banquo. Down!
		    Their crowns do  sear mine eyeballs.  
		    What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
		
		---		Macbeth crumbles on a rock.
		
		    Another yet!  And more !  and some I see
		    That twofold balls and treble sceptres carry.
		    Horrible, horrible sight! Now I see 'tis true;
		    For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,
			'tis true for Banquo smiles upon me!


		---		During Macbeth's aria and interlude the scene grow dark, then, light again. 
		---		Now Macbeth is on his throne, in a palace room, still in a crumbled position.
		---		Knocks at the door.
 

		  MACBETH.  				 
		    Come in, without there!
		
		---		Enter Lennox.		
		 
		  LENNOX.                 Lord, they bring you word
		    Macduff is fled to England.
		  MACBETH.                     Fled to England?
		  LENNOX. Ay, my good lord.

		---	exit Lennox

		  MACBETH. [Aside.] 
		    Time, thou anticipatest my dread exploits.
		     
 

---	The witches and Hecate appear:
		
		   WITCHES AND HECATE
		   
	But why, but why, but why,
    Stands Macbeth thus amazedly?
    Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites 
    And show the best of our delights.
    Let's charm the air to give a sound,
    While we perform  our antic round.

 

 		
---	All dance the Witches Minuet around  Macbeth, then disappear. Scene becomes completely dark. 

 

	


--- A castle in England. Malcolm and Maccduff. Enter Lennox. 
 
  MACDUFF. My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither.
    Stands Scotland where it did?
  LENNOX.                      Alas, poor country,
    Cannot be  call'd our mother, but our grave.  
    The dead man's knell is there scarce ask'd for who, 
    And good men's lives do wilt before the flowers 
    in their caps!
 
  MACDUFF.           What's the newest grief?

  LENNOX. Your castle is surprised; your wife and babes
    Savagely slaughter'd. To relate the manner
    Were, on the quarry of these murther'd deer,
    To add the death of you.

  MALCOLM. Dispute it like a man.
	
	

	

  MACDUFF.                      I shall do so,
    But I must also feel it as a man.
 
    That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on,
    And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff,
    They were all struck for thee!  Heaven rest them now!
  MALCOLM. Be this the whetstone of your sword. Let grief
     blunt not the heart, enrage it.
  MACDUFF.                        Gentle heavens,
    Cut short all intermission; front to front
    Bring thou this fiend of Scotland and myself;
    Within my sword's length set him; if he 'scape, 
    Heaven forgive him too!
  MALCOLM.                    This tune goes manly.
    Macbeth is ripe for shaking,   powers above
    Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may,
    The night is long that never finds the day.          
    
---		Exeunt.				 
 

---	Dunsinane. Anteroom in the castle.
---	A Doctor of Physic and a Waiting Genntlewoman.
---	Enter Lady Macbeth with a taper. 

  LADY MACBETH. Yet here's a spot.
    Yet here's a spot.
    Yet here's a spot.
 
  DOCTOR.	You see, her eyes are open.
  GENTLEWOMAN.	Ay, but their sense is shut.
  DOCTOR.	Look how she rubs her hands.
  GENTLEWOMAN.	It is an accustomed action with her, 
    to seem thus  washing her hands.  

  LADY MACBETH. Out, damned spot! Out, I say!
 

    LADY MACBETH. 
    Fie, my lord, fie! A soldier, and afeard?  What need we fear who knows it, 
    when none can call our power to account? 

    Yet who would have thought the old man to have  had so much blood in him?  
	
    The Thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now?

    What, will these hands neer be clean? 
 
  GENTLEWOMAN. Heaven knows what she has known.
 

  LADY MACBETH. Here's the smell of the blood still.  
    All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh-oh-oh!

  DOCTOR. What a sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged.  
    This disease is beyond my practice.  
    More needs she the divine than the physician.

  LADY MACBETH. Wash your hands, put on your nightgown, look not so pale. 
    I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he cannot come out on's grave. 
    To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate.
    Come, come, give me your hand. 
    What's done cannot be undone. 
    To bed, to bed, to bed.

---		Exit.
 

---		The country near Dunsinane. Drum annd colors.

Enter Angus, Lennox, and Soldiers.

  LENNOX. The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,
    His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff.
    Revenge  burns in them,  and the grim alarm
    Excite the mortified man. 

  ANGUS.                      Birnam Wood
    Is where we meet them.
 
  LENNOX.             But what does the tyrant?

  ANGUS. Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies.
    Some say he's mad; others, that lesser hate him,
    Do call it valiant fury.  

  LENNOX.                     Now   he feels
    His secret murthers sticking on his hands!
    Those he commands move only in command,
    Nothing in love. 
                     Now does he know his title
    Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe
    Upon a dwarfish thief.
 
  ANGUS.                   Well, march we on
    To give obedience where 'tis truly owed.

 

    SOLDIERS.  
      Make me our march to Birnam
      Birnam wood.
      March towards Birnam wood.
      
      A soldier, a soldier
      As soldiers will
      Full of strange oaths and bearded
      Like the pard.
      Jealous in honor
      Jealous in honor
      Sudden and quick to brawl
      Seeking, seeking the bubble
      Reputation. 
    
---		Exeunt marching.
 

Country near Birnam Wood. Drum and colors.

---            Re-enter the previous  
---            Enter English force led bby Malcolm

  MALCOLM. What wood is this before us?
  ANGUS.                The Wood of Birnam.
  MALCOLM. Let every soldier hew him down a bough,
    And bear't before him; thereby shall we shadow
    The numbers of our host, and make discovery
    Err in report of us.

  SOLDIERS. It shall be done. 

---		Exeunt Marching. 
 

---	Dunsinane castle. 
---	Macbeth sitting alone inside. 
---	A cry of women within.

  MACBETH. Wherefore   that cry?

---	enter Doctor.

  DOCTOR.            The Queen, my lord, is dead.

  MACBETH. She should have died hereafter...
 

  MACBETH. 
    Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
    To the last syllable of recorded time;
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
    Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
    That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
    And then is heard no more. It is a tale
    Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
    Signifying nothing.

---		resolutely 
 
    I will not be afraid of death and bane
	I said, I will not be afraid of death and bane
    Till Birnam Forest come to Dunsinane.
 

--- Scenery drapery lifts up, showing sooldiers on parade.
---	Macbeth addresses his troops 

  MACBETH. Hang out our banners 
    on the outward walls;
    The cry is still, "They come!" 
    Our castle's strength
    Will laugh a siege to scorn. 
    Here let them lie
    Till famine and the ague eat them up.

---	Soldiers repeat text above
 

---         Enter a Messenger.

  MACBETH. 
    Thou comest to use thy tongue; thy story quickly. 
 
  MESSENGER. As I did stand my watch upon the hill,
    I look'd toward Birnam, and anon, methought,
    The Wood began to move.
  MACBETH.                        Liar and slave!
  MESSENGER. Let me endure your wrath, if't be not so.
    Within this three mile may you see it coming;
    I say, a moving grove.

  MACBETH.
				I now begin
    To doubt the equivocation of the fiend
    That lies like truth. "Fear not, fear not  till Birnam Wood
    Do come to Dunsinane," and now a wood
    Comes toward Dunsinane. 
				Arm, arm, and out! 
				Arm, arm, and out! 
    I 'gin to be aweary of the sun
    And wish the estate o' the world were now undone.
    Ring the alarum bell! Blow, wind! Come, wrack!
    At least we'll die with harness on our back.         
    
---		    Exeunt.
 

    SOLDIERS: Arm, arm, and out!
 

---	Fighting outside Dunsinane castle.
 
---	Macbeth dispatches one or two opponeents; but Malcolm's 
---	troops attack and chase Macbeth's sooldiers off scene. 
---	Macbeth is left alone.

  MACBETH. They have tied me to a stake; I cannot fly,
    But bear-like I must fight the course.   
    Why should I play the Roman fool and die
    On mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes
    Do better upon them.

---		Enter Macduff.

  MACDUFF. Turn, hell hound, turn!

  MACBETH. Of all men else I have avoided thee.
    But get thee back, my soul is too much charged
    With blood of thine already.
  MACDUFF.                  I have no words.
    My voice is in my sword,
    
---			They fight.
 

 

  MACBETH.                Thou losest labor. 
    I bear a charmed life, which cannot yield
    To one of woman born.
  MACDUFF.                  Despair thy charm,
    And know, Macduff was from his mother's womb
    Untimely ripp'd. 

---		Macbeth hesitates now

			Then yield thee, coward!

 ---		Macbeth attacks

  MACBETH. I will not yield!
  
    Though Birnam Wood be come to Dunsinane,
    And thou opposed, being of no woman born,
    Yet I will try the last.  Lay on, Macduff,
    And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!"

---	Macbeth and Macduff fight. Nothing iis heard,
---	except the clash of weapons.

 

---	The choir, unseen, starts pianissimoo  'hurly burly'� these are the only words. Macbeth is slain. 
---	At this point the two actors freeze,, and the scenery curtain lifts to show the choir 
---	and all the principals, motionless,  continuing with  'hurly burly'. 

---	The three witches enter, sing and daance. 

  WITCHES. 
    When shall we three meet again?
    In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

---	All ends in silence and dark.