Three wicked witches summoned from the air.
To taste the murky evil, they aspire.
In haste they double-hex `ed Macbeth’s lair
the devil’s twisted sisters in a choir.
Their song is “Double, fiery, trouble-burn
into the blackened cauldron cast this spell.
And now we see the dagger’s bloody turn
that surely drips from tips of surly hell.”
Three witches baste the pitted throat of toads;
their poisoned entrails swelter in the pot
so stirred and charmed at once and aptly bodes
her evil tongue is steamy for the plot.
She rises from the trio’s muddy stew
ambitious (Macbeth’s Lady) from this brew.
You will find this quote, “Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire, burn, and cauldron bubble,” in the fourth act of Macbeth. Three witches open the scene, creating a diabolical brew in their cauldron.