SCENE I. A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.
Thunder. Enter the three Witches
First Witch
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
Second Witch
Thrice
and once the hedge-pig whined.
Third Witch
Harpier cries 'Tis
time, 'tis time.
First Witch
Round about the cauldron
go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days
and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
ALL
Double,
double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the
cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's
fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's
wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL
Double,
double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Third Witch
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches'
mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver
of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose
of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled
babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add
thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our
cauldron.
ALL
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
