Letra da Música A Pageant Of Eight Kings de Shakespeare In Hell

HECATE.
O, well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i' the gains.
And now about the cauldron sing,
Like elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

SECOND WITCH.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes:--

MACBETH.
I conjure you, by that which you profess,--
Howe'er you come to know it,--answer me:
Though you untie the winds, and let them fight
Against the churches; even till destruction.

[Thunder. An Apparition of an armed Head rises.]

APPARITION.
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth! Beware Macduff;
Beware the Thane of Fife.--Dismiss me:--enough.

[Thunder. An Apparition of a bloody Child rises.]

APPARITION.--
Macbeth! Macbeth! Macbeth!

MACBETH.
Had I three ears, I'd hear thee.

APPARITION.
Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn
The power of man, for none of woman born
Shall harm Macbeth.


[Thunder. An Apparition of a Child crowned, with a tree in his
hand, rises.]

APPARITION.
Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care
Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are:
Macbeth shall never vanquish'd be, until
Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill
Shall come against him.

MACBETH
Another yet!--A seventh!--I'll see no more:--
And yet the eighth appears, who bears a glass.
Horrible sight!--Now I see 'tis true;
For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me,

FIRST WITCH.
Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights;
I'll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round;
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.