Chapters (43)
- Cover Page
- The Witch
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- ABBREVIATIONS
- INTRODUCTION
- FURTHER READING
- The Witch
- [DRAMATIS PERSONAE]
- THE WITCH
- [Act I,] Scene ii
- Act II, Scene i
- [Act II,] Scene ii
- [Act II,] Scene iii
- Act III, Scene i
- [Act III,] Scene ii
- [Act III,] Scene iii
- Act IV, Scene i
- [Act IV,] Scene ii
- [Act IV,] Scene iii
- Act V, Scene i
- [Act V,] Scene ii
- [Act V,] Scene iii
- APPENDIX
- In a maiden time profess’d
- Come Away, Hecate!
- Notes
- Thomas Holmes, Esquire
- Act I, Scene i
- [Act I,] Scene ii
- Act II, Scene i
- [Act II,] Scene ii
- [Act II,] Scene iii
- Act III, Scene i
- [Act III,] Scene ii
- [Act III,] Scene iii
- Act IV, Scene i
- [Act IV,] Scene ii
- Act IV Scene iii
- Act V, Scene i
- [Act V,] Scene ii
- [Act V,] Scene iii
- Appendix
- Footnotes
Enter HECATE, WITCHES [STADLIN, PUCKLE, HOPPO, HELLWAIN]; and FIRESTONE [in the background, carrying eggs and herbs]
| HECATE | |
| The moon’s a gallant; see how brisk she rides. | |
| STADLIN | |
| Here’s a rich evening, Hecate. | |
| HECATE Ay, is’t not, wenches, | |
| To take a journey of five thousand mile? | |
| HOPPO | |
| Ours will be more tonight. | |
| HECATE Oh ’twill be precious. | |
| Heard you the owl yet? | |
| STADLIN Briefly in the copse | 5 |
| As we came through now. | |
| HECATE ’Tis high time for us then. | |
| STADLIN | |
| There was a bat hung at my lips three times | |
| As we came through the woods, and drank her fill; | |
| Old Puckle saw her. | |
| HECATE You are fortunate still; | |
| The very screech-owl lights upon your shoulder, | 10 |
| And wooes you like a pigeon. Are you furnished? | |
| Have you your ointments? | |
| STADLIN All | |
| HECATE Prepare to flight then. | |
| I’ll overtake you swiftly. | |
| STADLIN Hie thee Hecate; | |
| We shall be up betimes. | |
| HECATE I’ll reach you quickly. | |
| [Exeunt all WITCHES except HECATE] | |
| FIRESTONE | |
| [Aside] They’re all going a-birding tonight. They talk of | 15 |
| fowls i’th’ air that fly by day; I am sure they’ll be a | |
| company of foul sluts there tonight. If we have not | |
| mortality after it, I’ll be hanged, for they are able to | |
| putrefy it, to infect a whole region. She spies me now. | |
| HECATE | |
| What, Firestone, our sweet son? | 20 |
| FIRESTONE | |
| [Aside] A little sweeter than some of you or a dunghill | |
| were too good for me. | |
| HECATE | |
| How much hast here? | |
| FIRESTONE Nineteen, and all brave plump ones, | |
| Besides six lizard’s and three serpentine eggs. | |
| HECATE | |
| Dear and sweet boy; what herbs hast thou? | 25 |
| FIRESTONE | |
| I have some marmartin and mandragon. | |
| HECATE | |
| Marmaritin and mandragora thou wouldst say. | |
| Here’s panax too; I thank thee. | |
| FIRESTONE My pan aches I am sure | |
| With kneeling down to cut ’em. | |
| HECATE And selago, | |
| Hedge-hyssop too. How near he goes my cuttings! | 30 |
| Were they all cropped by moonlight? | |
| FIRESTONE Every blade of ’em | |
| Or I am a moon-calf mother. | |
| HECATE Hie thee home with ’em. | |
| Look well to the house tonight; I am for aloft. | |
| FIRESTONE | |
| [Aside] Aloft, quoth you? I would you would break your | |
| neck once, that I might have all quickly! [Music] [To | 35 |
| HECATE] Hark, hark, mother! They are above the steeple | |
| already, flying over your head with a noise of musicians. | |
| HECATE | |
| They are there indeed. Help, help me; I’m too late else. |
Song
| [VOICES OF WITCHES] in the air | |
| Come away, come away; | |
| Hecate, Hecate, come away. | 40 |
| HECATE | |
| I come, I come, I come, I come, | |
| With all the speed I may, | |
| With all the speed I may. | |
| Where’s Stadlin? | |
| [STADLIN] in the air Here. | |
| [HECATE] | |
| Where’s Puckle? | |
| [PUCKLE] in the air Here – | 45 |
| And Hoppo too and Hellwain too; | |
| We lack but you, we lack but you. | |
| Come away, make up the count. | |
| HECATE | |
| I will but ’noint and then I mount. | |
| [VOICES OF WITCHES] above | |
| There’s one comes down to fetch his dues: | 50 |