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Equinox Ov The Gods - The Witches Rune

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Thrice the brinded cat hath mew`d.

Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

Harpier cries `Tis time, `tis time.

Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison`d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and night has thirty-one
Swelter`d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i` the charmed pot.

double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bouble.

Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and toungue 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 bouble.

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,
Call 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,
Add thereto a tiger`s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.

Coll it with baboon`s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

O well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i` the gains;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
open,locks,
Whoever knocks!

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