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What a beautiful writer. the language is exquisite and the story is wonderful, especially if read in the autumn, as the chill creeps into the air and the sound of carnivals lingers on the wind...
2nd Witch: By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes. [Knocking:] Open locks, Whoever knocks! [Enter Macbeth:]
Macbeth: How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
What is't you do? (Macbeth Act 4, scene 1, 44–49)