Page 2138 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth, boil and bubble.

ALL
Double, double, toil and trouble; [20]
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

THIRD WITCH
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch’s mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravined salt sea shark,
Root of hemlock digged i’the dark,

Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Slivered in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips,

Finger of birth-strangled babe, [30]
Ditch-delivered by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron

For the ingredience of our cauldron.

ALL
Double, double, toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

SECOND WITCH
Cool it with a baboon’s blood;
Then the charm is firm and good.

Enter Hecat and the other three Witches.

HECAT

O well done! I commend your pains;
And everyone shall share i’the gains. [40]
And now about the cauldron sing
Like elves and fairies in a ring,