[Above, in the air]
 Come away, come away, Hecate, Hecate, oh, come away

HECATE:
 I come, I come, I come, I come, 
 with all the speed I may, with all the speed I may. 
 Where's Stadlin?

[Above]
 Here.

HECATE:
Where's Puckle?

[Above]
 Here.
 And Hoppo, too, and Hellowain, too;
 We lack but you, we lack but you
 Come away, make up the count.

HECATE:
 I will but 'noint, and then I mount.
 and then I mount.
 and then I mount.

[A Spirit descends in the shape of a Cat]

[Above]
 There's one come down to fetch his dues;
 A kiss, a coll, a sip of blood;
 And why thou stayst so long, I muse, I muse
 Since the air's so sweet and good.

HECATE:
 Oh, art thou come
 What news, what news?

CAT SPIRIT:
 All goes still to our delight.
 Either come, or else
 Refuse, refuse.

HECATE:
 Now I am furnished for the flight.

[Ascending with the spirit]
 Now I go, now I fly,
 Malkin, my sweet spirit, and I.
 Oh, what dainty pleasure 'tis
 To ride in the air,
 When the moon shines fair,
 And sing and dance, and toy and kiss!
 Over woods, high rocks, and mountains,
 Over seas, our mistress' fountains,
 Over steep towers and turrets,
 We fly by night, 'mongst troops of spirits.
 No ring of bells to our ears sounds;
 No howls of wolves, no yelp of hounds;
 No, not the noise of waters' breach,
 Or cannon's roar our height can reach.