Austin English 12.05.2020
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- Witches are making profecy
- Thrice to thine and thrice to mine,And thrice again to make up nine.
- Where hast thou been, sister?
- A drum, a drumMacbeth doth come.
- Sister, where thou?
- Macbeth and Banquo Arrive
- What are these, That look not like inhabitants o' the earth, and yet are on't.
- Speak if you can what are you?
- So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
- The witches tell Macbeth his future
- All hail Macbeth: hail to thee, Thane of Glamice.
- All hail Macbeth, that shalt be king hereafter.
- All hail Macbeth: hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor.
- The witches tell Banquo his future
- Banquo and Macbeth, all hail!
- Lesser than Macbeth, and greater
- Speak then to me who neither beg nor fear your favours nor your hate.
- Thou shalt get kings, though thou be none
- Not so happy, yet much happier
- Leaving the moors
- You shall be king
- Your children shall be king
- The Empty Scottish Moor
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