Happy Halloween!
Halloween means Shakespeare to me.
If I were to go back to high school forensics,
I would LOVE to have chosen this instead of
the boring ol' Emily Dickenson poem that I performed.
Nothing against Emily Dickenson but how
fun would it have been to do this,
playing the part of all 3 witches?
Ooh, the evil I would have brewed!
(check out the pumpkin patterns at the end!)

Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin'd.
Harpier cries:—'tis time! 'tis time!
Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.—
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue 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 bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.

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;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'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 ingrediants of our caldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.

Follow this link for free pumpkin patterns
Other patterns are listed for a price but lots of ideas there!
Other patterns are listed for a price but lots of ideas there!
2 comments:
As I spent most of my school years living pretty near to Stratford Upon Avon, we got quite a lot (read that as we thought far too much!) Shakespeare at school, including school trips to see the RSC performing the play du jour, but I think the best performance I ever got to see was at the Ludlow festival where they performed MacBeth in the ruined castle. The witches were perched up on a ruined tower able to cackle and boil their cauldron whilst overlooking the stage where the action was going on. And then we did it at school and over-analysed it to death - ugh!
Thanks...I loved reading this out loud just now. Brought back memories of years and years ago....and to think my husband thrw out my broom this weekend. He wanted to get me a new model, but it just doesn't sit the same. Happy haunting.
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