Macbeth, [1.3.4-10]. Witch-1. “A sailor’s wife had chestnuts in her lap,/ And munch’d, and munch’d, and munch’d. ‘Give me,’ quoth I./ ‘Aroint thee, witch!’ the rump-fed ronyon cries./ Her husband’s to Aleppo gone, master o’ th’ Tiger;/ But in a sieve I’ll thither sail,/ And, like a rat without a tail,/ I’ll do, I’ll do, I’ll do.”

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