Thunder and lightning. Enter three witches.
FIRST WITCH:
When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
SECOND WITCH:
When the hurly-burly's done,
When the battle's lost, and won.
THIRD WITCH:
That will ere the set of sun.
FIRST WITCH:
Where the place?
SECOND WITCH:
Upon the Heath.
THIRD WITCH:
There to meet with Macbeth.
FIRST WITCH:
I come, Graymalkin.
SECOND WITCH:
Paddock calls.
THIRD WITCH:
Anon.
All:
Fair is foul, and foul is fair,
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Exeunt.
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