Friday, October 30, 2009

mischief.

02_10 by mariehochhaus.
Thrice the brinded Cat hath mew'd.
Thrice and once the Hedge-Pig whined.
Harpier cries: 'Tis time, 'tis time.
Round about the Cauldon go;
In the poison'd Entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and Nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd Venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
kamikazefranzi by mariehochhaus.
Double, double toile and trouble;
Fire burn and Cauldron bubble.
a bit more magic couldn't hurt by mariehochhaus.
Fillet of a Fenny Snake,
In the Cauldron boil and bake;
; by mariehochhaus.
Eye of Newt, and Toe of Frogge,
Wool of Bat, and Tongue of Dogge,
* by mariehochhaus.
Adder's Fork, and Blind-worm's Sting,
Lizard's leg, and Howlet's wing,
* by mariehochhaus.
For a Charm of powerful trouble 
Like a Hell-broth boil and bubble.
* by mariehochhaus.
Double, double toyle and trouble, 
Fire burn and Cauldron bubble.
* by mariehochhaus.
Scales of Dragon, Tooth of Wolf,
Witche's Mummy, Maw and Gulf
Of the ravin'd salt Sea shark,
* by mariehochhaus.
Root of Hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of Blaspheming Jew,
* by mariehochhaus.
Gall of Goat, and Slips of Yew
Silver'd in the Moon's Eclipse,
* by mariehochhaus.
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips,
Finger of Birth-strangled Babe
* by mariehochhaus.
Ditch-deliver'd by a Drab,
Make the Gruel thick and slab:
* by mariehochhaus.
Add thereto a Tiger's Chaudron,
For the Ingredients of our Cauldron.
II by mariehochhaus.
Double, double toyle and trouble'
Fire burn and Cauldron bubble.
I found a girl last night. by mariehochhaus.
Cool it with a Baboon's blood,
Then the Charm is firm and good.
bonjour voyeur by mariehochhaus.
O! well done! I commend your pains,
And every one shall share i' the gains.
you are. are you? by mariehochhaus.
And now about the Cauldron sing,
Like Elves and Fairies in a Ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
don't tell me a story by mariehochhaus.
Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray;
Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may.
don't tell me a story by mariehochhaus.
By the pricking of my Thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
Open, Locks,
Whoever knocks.

Act 4, Scene 1 of "Macbeth" by William Shakespeare
photographs by Marie Hochhaus.


I hope you all had lovely and haunting Halloween weekends, dears.
Mine was filled with too many cab rides,
too many long nights, and maybe
one too many surprises. 

Today was the new york marathon,
and feeling maybe too much relief to rid 
myself of the holiday,
I willingly trudged uptown for brunch with 
my parents, and an afternoon of a chaotic calm.
Photos soon to come.
x.

2 comments:

Neon Gypsy said...

lovely post (: the pictures and the phrases were so nice together, even though i wouldnt have expected them to work, they completely did <333

mady dooijes said...

what a beautiful post. fabulous!