Thunder. Three witches enter
First WITCH. when shall we three meet again?
SECOND WITCH. When the hurly-burlys done and the battles lost and won.
THIRD WITCH. There to meet machete.
FIRST WITCH. I come, Graymalkin!
SECOND WITCH. Paddock calls.
THIRD WITCH. Anon
ALL. Fair is foul foul is fair hover through the fog and filthy air.
Exeunt in to cave
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