To my mistress,
I have had some great news. As I was returning from battle three foul and peculiar women came before me and spoke of great fortune. These are the words that they spoke. "All hail, Macbeth! Hail to thee, thane of Glamis! All hail, Macbeth, hail to thee, thane of Cawdor! All hail, Macbeth, thou shalt be king hereafter!" They said that it would be soon to come. At first I did not believe these peculiar hags of the night, but soon after their parting I was greeted by two men who brough…
