[A desert place.]

Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches.

FIRST WITCH:

When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?

SECOND WITCH:

When the hurlyburly's done;
When the battle's lost and won.

THIRD WITCH:

That will be ere the set of sun.(5)

FIRST WITCH:

Where the place?

SECOND WITCH:

Upon the heath.

THIRD WITCH:

There to meet with Macbeth.

FIRST WITCH:

I come, Graymalkin.

ALL:

Paddock calls. Anon!(10)
Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Hover through the fog and filthy air.

Exeunt.