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Macbeth, Act I, Sc 1 (the lockdown version):
First Witch
When shall we three meet again?
(Three of us? Or just the twain?)
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
Second Witch
When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the battle’s lost and won.
In those pastures blessed by sun,
The other side of alpine tun-
nel
Third Witch
That will be ere the end of Mon-
day? Wednesday? Please: just pick a one!
First Witch
Where the place?
Second Witch
Upon the heath.
Or in a park.
(But not when dark).
Third Witch
There to meet with Macbeth.
Though since he’s Scot, an frit of death.
Better, p’raps, not hold your breath
First Witch
I come, Grayling!
Second Witch
Paddock calls.
Third Witch
Anon. (from Twitter)
Says anyway: it’s all just balls.
ALL
Fair is foul, and foul is fair:
Hover through the fog and filthy air.
Unless you nurse or give us care:
Without a mask, you’ve not a prayer.
