Thunder. Enter the three witches. Macbeth. So foul and fair a day I have not seen. First witch: All hail, Macbeth! hail to thee, thane of Glamis! Second Witch: All hail, Macbeth, hail to them thane of Cawdor! Third witch: All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!
Lady Macbeth: And we'll not fail. When Duncan is asleep- Will I with wine and wassail so convince that memory, the warder of the brain, shall be a fume, and the receipt of reason. Macbeth: I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Macbeth: Here had we now our country's honour roof'd, were the graced person of our Banquo present.
Third Apparition: Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane Hill shall come against him.
Macduff: Hail , king! for so thou art: behold, where stands the usurper's cursed head: the time is free: