Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long.

The latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest.

First Witch He knows thy thought: Hear his speech, but say thou nought.

Full fathom five thy father lies

That which is now a horse, even with a thought The rack dislimms, and makes it indistinct As water is in water

Here's that which is too weak to be a sinner, honest water, which ne'er left man i' the mire.