Let witchcraft join with beauty, lust with both!
O, how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.
Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
For who so firm that cannot be seduced?