The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418 Message #1887214
Posted By: Rapparee
17-Nov-06 - 07:00 PM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Now o'er one half the world nature seems dead
And wicked dreams abuse the troubled sleep.
Witchcraft celebrates pale Hecate's offering
And the wither'd murderer,
Alarmed by his sentinel the wolf
Who's howl's his watch
Towards his design moves like a ghost.
Oh, thou sure and firm-set Earth
Hear not my steps, which way they wend
For fear the very stones prate of my whereabouts.
(A bell rings.)
I go, and it is done. The bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven, or to hell.
(Exit stage right, doing a soft-shoe)