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Poem by Madison Julius Cawein


The Town Witch


Crab-Faced, crab-tongued, with deep-set eyes that glared,
Unfriendly and unfriended lived the crone
Upon the common in her hut, alone,
Past which but seldom any villager fared.
Some said she was a witch and rode, wild-haired,
To devils' revels: on her hearth's rough stone
A fiend sat ever with gaunt eyes that shone
A shaggy hound whose fangs at all were bared.
So one day, when a neighbour's cow had died
And some one's infant sickened, good men shut
The crone in prison: dragged to court and tried:
Then hung her for a witch and burnt her hut.
Days after, on her grave, all skin and bones
They found the dog, and him they killed with stones.



Madison Julius Cawein


Madison Julius Cawein's other poems:
  1. Here Is the Place Where Loveliness Keeps House
  2. The Battle
  3. The Ribbon
  4. The Unattainable
  5. The Coward


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