And that, distill'd by magick slights, He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear Is mortals' chiefest enemy. Song. [Within.] Come away, come away, &c. Hark, I am call'd; my little spirit, see, Sits in a foggy cloud, and stays for me. [Exit. FIRST WITCH. Come, let's make haste; she'll soon be back again. [Exeunt. FIRST WITCH. THRICE the brinded cat hath mew'd. SECOND WITCH. Thrice; and once the hedge-pig whin'd. THIRD WITCH. Harper cries-'Tis time, 'tis time. FIRST WITCH. Round about the cauldron go: ALL. Double, double toil and trouble; SECOND WITCH. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake; ALL. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire, burn; and, cauldron, bubble. THIRD WITCH. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf; ALL. Double, double toil and trouble; SECOND WITCH. Cool it with a baboon's blood, HECATE. O, well done! I commend your pains ; And every one shall share i' the gains. And now about the cauldron sing, Like elves and fairies in a ring, Black spirits and white, SECOND WITCH. By the pricking of my thumbs, Whoever knocks. FROM HENRY VIII. ORPHEUS with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops, that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing: To his musick, plants, and flowers, Ever sprung; as sun, and showers, There had been a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet musick is such art; FROM ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA. COME, thou monarch of the vine, Cup us, till the world FROM CYMBELINE. HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With every thing that pretty bin: My lady sweet, arise; Arise, arise. |