The owl is abroad,the bat and the toad, <br />And so is the cat-a mountain, <br />The ant and the mole sit both in a hole, <br />And frog peeps out o'the fountain; <br />The dogs they do bay,and the timbrels play, <br />The spindle is now a-turning; <br />The moon it is red,and the stars are fled, <br />And all the sky is a-burning.<br /><br />Ben Jonson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-witches-song/
