»When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning or in rain?
When the hurlyburly's done.
When the battle lost and won.
That will be ere the set of sun.
Where is the place? Upon the heath!
There to meet with Macbeth.
I come, Graymalkin.
Paddok calls. Anon!
Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Hover through the fog and filthy air.«