Welcome to this pernicious hour
While the witches are creating the potent potion
Macbeth is craving sovereignty
They charmed the pot under the moon's exlipse
Macbeth came out of the shadows
The witches conjure an enchanting secret
Thrice they are visited by apparitions
Amazingly the witches disappear
Macbeth wants to put Macduff in an eternal slumber
But until then his dreads will exploit him
by Madeleine, Pat, Molly, Steven, Mariam and Elizabeth
Blaspheming, enchanting, pricking
Do not be proud, or you will not be satisfied.
by Angie, Tara, Beth, Scott and David K.
As the witches throw ingredients in the cauldron,
Like an adder's fork and tiger's chaudron.
Hecate comes as the cauldron bubbles,
And with Macbeth's knock comes more troubles.
First and second apparitions come and soon depart.
The third comes to grieve his heart.
Its words leave Macbeth full of fear.
Soon after, the three witches all disappear.
Lennox comes, asking Macbeth's will,
And Macbeth says Macduff he will kill.
by Brian S., Tyler, Katie, Bridge, Meredith and Jimmy
The pernicious midnight hour
Witch's visions full of power
Macbeth, a power ravin'd man
The firstlings of his heart.
Were the firstlings of his hand
Apparitions spoke poisonous cries
Witches are full of surprise
Witches vanquish Macbeth's delights,
By showing him horrible sights
The cauldron boils and bubbles,
To get Macbeth into many troubles.
by Kenny, Becky, Jonathan, Megan, Alex and Brian O.
Thrice around the cauldron
Throw in frog's chaudron.
Spake wicked hags,
And help great King Macbeth
Lead Macduff to his final breath.
Apparitions speak of time.
But thy shall not know what 'tis in thy stretch,
It shall surprise
Or the kingdom will untie.
by Mary Claire, Amy, Emily, Ben and Philip
Background is MacBeth Tartan according to scottishtartans.org.