So let your magic be unleashed
And dispose of the false serpents of the night.
[The Witch:]
-Poorly my powers will bite, I can not harm royal blood.
I am not able to assist you in your fight.
[The Queen:]
-Witch, be gone then out of my sight
And take your feeble pitiable tricks and hide.
[The Witch:]
-I shall be gone soon, though I give you one advice:
Take the highest caution your wisdom can provide.