Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES
Where hast thou been, sister?
Sister, where thou?
A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,
5And munched, and munched, and munched. “Give
“Aroint thee, witch!” the rump-fed runnion
Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o'
But in a sieve I’ll thither sail,
And like a rat without a tail,
10I’ll do, I’ll do, and I’ll do.
I’ll give thee a wind.
Thou 'rt kind.
And I another.
I myself have all the other,
15And the very ports they blow,
All the quarters that they know
I' th' shipman’s card.
I’ll drain him dry as hay.
Sleep shall neither night nor day
20Hang upon his penthouse lid.
He shall live a man forbid.
Weary sev'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine.