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Robert Herrick - The Hag
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The Hag is astride
      This night for to ride,
 The Devill and shee together;
      Through thick and through thin,
      Now out and then in,
 Though ne`er so foul be the weather.

      A Thorn or a Burr
      She takes for a Spurre,
 With a lash of a Bramble she rides now;
      Through Brakes and through Briars,
      O`er Ditches and Mires,
 She follows the Spirit that guides now.

      No Beast for his food
      Dares now range the wood,
 But hush`d in his laire he lies lurking;
      While mischiefs, by these,
      On Land and on Seas,
 At noone of Night are a-working.

      The storme will arise
      And trouble the skies;
 This night, and more for the wonder,
      The ghost from the Tomb
      Affrighted shall come,
 Call`d out by the clap of the Thunder.
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