Scena Tertia.
Where hast thou beene, Sister?
Killing Swine.
Sister, where thou?
Ile giue thee a Winde.
Th' art kinde.
And I another.
Shew me, shew me.
So foule and faire a day I haue not seene.
Speake if you can: what are you?
All haile Macbeth, haile to thee Thane of Glamis.
All haile Macbeth, haile to thee Thane of Cawdor.
All haile Macbeth, that shalt be King hereafter.
Hayle.
Hayle.
Hayle.
Lesser then Macbeth, and greater.
Not so happy, yet much happyer.
Banquo, and Macbeth, all haile.
Your Children shall be Kings.
You shall be King.
And Thane of Cawdor too: went it not so?
Toth' selfe-same tune▪ and words: who's here?