Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
O, well done! I commend your pains,And everyone shall share i’ th’ gains.And now about the cauldron singLike elves and fairies in a ring,Enchanting all that you put in.
What does my furture behold for me you witches?
Shall not be beaten until Biranm Wood comes to Dumsinanas Hills
Beware of Macduff
None of women born shall harm Macbeth
I will be satisfied. Deny me this,And an eternal curse fall on you! Let me know!
Im going to kill all of Macduff family that he loves