Witches Chant (From Macbeth) , by William Shakespeare
Round about the couldron go:
In the poisones e...
Round about the couldron go:
In the poisones e...
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And...
The world below the brine,
Forests at the bot...
Now this is the story (and all of ye hark!)
Of...
Two children stood on a blackened wharf,
Watc...
About the Shark, phlegmatical one,
Pale sot ...
In Indian Ocean, or in seas
That dash their b...
Morn on the Summer Sea--the breaking light
Is ...
The seaboy sailing o'er the main,
Far-gazing ...
Sailing across the lonely seas,
Sailing acros...
To the Williamson BrothersHigh noon. White...
Everything contains somesilence. Noise getsits ...