The witch and her wolf series
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.
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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”.
I make a disgusted face. “Is that what's in the mix ? Are we having our hands in newt eyes and mummies ?”
Yes, we do, my dear”. Siri puts a basket on the table, filled with different glasses of herbs.
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