Mark but the badges of these men, my lords
Then say if they be true. This mis-shapen knave,
His mother was a witch, and one so strong
That could control the moon, make flows and ebbs,
And deal in her command without her power.
These three have robb’d me; and this demi-devil –
For he’s a bastard one – had plotted with them
To take my life. Two of these fellows you
Must know and own; this thing of darkness!
– William Shakespeare