| [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. |
| 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] |