Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere, to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Macbeth, III, ii, 40
Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere, to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Macbeth, III, ii, 40