Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
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Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
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Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.
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Round about the cauldron go;
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In the poison'd entrails throw.
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Toad, that under cold stone
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Days and night has thirty-one
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Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
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Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
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double, double toil and trouble;
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Fire burn, and cauldron bouble.
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Fillet of a fenny snake,
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In the cauldron boil and bake;
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Eye of newt and toe of frog,
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Wool of bat and toungue of dog,
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Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
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Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
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For a charm of powerful trouble,
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Like a hell-broth boil and bouble.
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Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
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Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
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Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
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Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark
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Liver of blaspheming Jew,
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Call of goat, and slips of yew
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Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
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Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips
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Finger of birth-strangled babe
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Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
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Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
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For the ingredients of our cauldron.
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Coll it with baboon's blood,
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Then the charm is firm and good.
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O well done! I commend your pains;
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And every one shall share i' the gains;
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And now about the cauldron sing,
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Live elves and fairies in a ring,
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Enchanting all that you put in.
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
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Something wicked this way comes.
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open,locks,
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Whoever knocks!
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The Witches Rune
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Equinox Ov The Gods |