A dark Cave. In the middle, a Caldron boiling. Thunder.
Enter the three Witches.
1 WITCH.
Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed.
2 WITCH.
Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whined.
3 WITCH.
Harpier cries:tis time! tis time!
1 WITCH.
Round about the caldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;
Sweltered venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first in the charmed pot!
ALL.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
2 WITCH.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adders fork, and blind-worms sting,
Lizards leg, and owlets wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
3 WITCH.
Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf;
Witches mummy; maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock digged in the dark;
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Slivered in the moons eclipse;
Nose of Turk, and Tartars lips;
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab
Add thereto a tigers chaudron,
For the ingrediants of our caldron.
ALL.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
2 WITCH.
Cool it with a baboons blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.