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I	A
Along Crane River's sunny slopes	B
Blew warm the winds of May	C
And over Naumkeag's ancient oaks	D
The green outgrew the gray	C
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The grass was green on Rial side	E
The early birds at will	F
Waked up the violet in its dell	G
The wind flower on its hill	F
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'Where go you in your Sunday coat	H
Son Andrew tell me pray '	-
For striped perch in Wenham Lake	I
I go to fish to day '	-
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'Unharmed of thee in Wenham Lake	I
The mottled perch shall be	J
A blue eyed witch sits on the bank	K
And weaves her net for thee	J
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'She weaves her golden hair she sings	L
Her spell song low and faint	M
The wickedest witch in Salem jail	N
Is to that girl a saint '	-
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'Nay mother hold thy cruel tongue	O
God knows ' the young man cried	E
'He never made a whiter soul	P
Than hers by Wenham side	E
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'She tends her mother sick and blind	Q
And every want supplies	R
To her above the blessed Book	S
She lends her soft blue eyes	R
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'Her voice is glad with holy songs	T
Her lips are sweet with prayer	U
Go where you will in ten miles round	V
Is none more good and fair '	-
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'Son Andrew for the love of God	W
And of thy mother stay '	-
She clasped her hands she wept aloud	X
But Andrew rode away	C
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'O reverend sir my Andrew's soul	P
The Wenham witch has caught	Y
She holds him with the curled gold	Z
Whereof her snare is wrought	A2
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'She charms him with her great blue eyes	R
She binds him with her hair	U
Oh break the spell with holy words	B2
Unbind him with a prayer '	-
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'Take heart ' the painful preacher said	C2
'This mischief shall not be	J
The witch shall perish in her sins	D2
And Andrew shall go free	J
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'Our poor Ann Putnam testifies	R
She saw her weave a spell	G
Bare armed loose haired at full of moon	E2
Around a dried up well	G
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''Spring up O well ' she softly sang	F2
The Hebrew's old refrain	G2
For Satan uses Bible words	B2
Till water flowed a main	G2
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'And many a goodwife heard her speak	H2
By Wenham water words	B2
That made the buttercups take wings	L
And turn to yellow birds	B2
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'They say that swarming wild bees seek	H2
The hive at her command	I2
And fishes swim to take their food	J2
From out her dainty hand	I2
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'Meek as she sits in meeting time	K2
The godly minister	L2
Notes well the spell that doth compel	G
The young men's eyes to her	L2
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'The mole upon her dimpled chin	M2
Is Satan's seal and sign	N2
Her lips are red with evil bread	C2
And stain of unblest wine	N2
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'For Tituba my Indian saith	J
At Quasycung she took	S
The Black Man's godless sacrament	O2
And signed his dreadful book	S
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'Last night my sore afflicted child	P2
Against the young witch cried	E
To take her Marshal Herrick rides	Q2
Even now to Wenham side '	-
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The marshal in his saddle sat	R2
His daughter at his knee	J
'I go to fetch that arrant witch	S2
Thy fair playmate ' quoth he	J
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'Her spectre walks the parsonage	T2
And haunts both hall and stair	U
They know her by the great blue eyes	R
And floating gold of hair '	-
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'They lie they lie my father dear	U2
No foul old witch is she	J
But sweet and good and crystal pure	V2
As Wenham waters be '	-
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'I tell thee child the Lord hath set	W2
Before us good and ill	F
And woe to all whose carnal loves	X2
Oppose His righteous will	F
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'Between Him and the powers of hell	G
Choose thou my child to day	C
No sparing hand no pitying eye	A
When God commands to slay '	-
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He went his way the old wives shook	S
With fear as he drew nigh	A
The children in the dooryards held	Y2
Their breath as he passed by	A
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Too well they knew the gaunt gray horse	Z2
The grim witch hunter rode	A3
The pale Apocalyptic beast	B3
By grisly Death bestrode	A3
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II	A
Oh fair the face of Wenham Lake	I
Upon the young girl's shone	C3
Her tender mouth her dreaming eyes	R
Her yellow hair outblown	C3
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By happy youth and love attuned	D3
To natural harmonies	E3
The singing birds the whispering wind	Q
She sat beneath the trees	E3
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Sat shaping for her bridal dress	F3
Her mother's wedding gown	C3
When lo the marshal writ in hand	I2
From Alford hill rode down	C3
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His face was hard with cruel fear	U2
He grasped the maiden's hands	G3
'Come with me unto Salem town	C3
For so the law commands '	-
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'Oh let me to my mother say	C
Farewell before I go '	-
He closer tied her little hands	G3
Unto his saddle bow	H3
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'Unhand me ' cried she piteously	G
'For thy sweet daughter's sake '	-
'I'll keep my daughter safe ' he said	C2
'From the witch of Wenham Lake '	-
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'Oh leave me for my mother's sake	I
She needs my eyes to see '	-
'Those eyes young witch the crows shall peck	I3
From off the gallows tree '	-
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He bore her to a farm house old	Z
And up its stairway long	J3
And closed on her the garret door	K3
With iron bolted strong	J3
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The day died out the night came down	C3
Her evening prayer she said	C2
While through the dark strange faces seemed	L3
To mock her as she prayed	M3
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The present horror deepened all	G
The fears her childhood knew	C3
The awe wherewith the air was filled	N3
With every breath she drew	C3
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And could it be she trembling asked	O3
Some secret thought or sin	C3
Had shut good angels from her heart	P3
And let the bad ones in	C3
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Had she in some forgotten dream	Q3
Let go her hold on Heaven	C3
And sold herself unwittingly	G
To spirits unforgiven	C3
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Oh weird and still the dark hours passed	R3
No human sound she heard	S3
But up and down the chimney stack	T3
The swallows moaned and stirred	S3
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And o'er her with a dread surmise	R
Of evil sight and sound	V
The blind bats on their leathern wings	L
Went wheeling round and round	V
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Low hanging in the midnight sky	A
Looked in a half faced moon	C3
Was it a dream or did she hear	U3
Her lover's whistled tune	C3
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She forced the oaken scuttle back	T3
A whisper reached her ear	U3
'Slide down the roof to me ' it said	C2
'So softly none may hear '	-
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She slid along the sloping roof	V3
Till from its eaves she hung	O
And felt the loosened shingles yield	W3
To which her fingers clung	O
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Below her lover stretched his hands	G3
And touched her feet so small	G
'Drop down to me dear heart ' he said	C2
'My arms shall break the fall '	-
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He set her on his pillion soft	X3
Her arms about him twined	Q
And noiseless as if velvet shod	W
They left the house behind	Q
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But when they reached the open way	C
Full free the rein he cast	R3
Oh never through the mirk midnight	Y3
Rode man and maid more fast	R3
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Along the wild wood paths they sped	C2
The bridgeless streams they swam	Z3
At set of moon they passed the Bass	A4
At sunrise Agawam	B4
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At high noon on the Merrimac	T3
The ancient ferryman	C3
Forgot at times his idle oars	C4
So fair a freight to scan	C3
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And when from off his grounded boat	H
He saw them mount and ride	E
'God keep her from the evil eye	A
And harm of witch ' he cried	E
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The maiden laughed as youth will laugh	D4
At all its fears gone by	A
'He does not know ' she whispered low	G
'A little witch am I '	-
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All day he urged his weary horse	Z2
And in the red sundown	C3
Drew rein before a friendly door	K3
In distant Berwick town	C3
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A fellow feeling for the wronged	E4
The Quaker people felt	F4
And safe beside their kindly hearths	G4
The hunted maiden dwelt	F4
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Until from off its breast the land	I2
The haunting horror threw	C3
And hatred born of ghastly dreams	H4
To shame and pity grew	C3
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Sad were the year's spring morns and sad	I4
Its golden summer day	C
But blithe and glad its withered fields	J4
And skies of ashen gray	C
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For spell and charm had power no more	K3
The spectres ceased to roam	K4
And scattered households knelt again	C3
Around the hearths of home	K4
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And when once more by Beaver Dam	Z3
The meadow lark outsang	T3
And once again on all the hills	L4
The early violets sprang	T3
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And all the windy pasture slopes	B
Lay green within the arms	M4
Of creeks that bore the salted sea	G
To pleasant inland farms	M4
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The smith filed off the chains he forged	N4
The jail bolts backward fell	G
And youth and hoary age came forth	J
Like souls escaped from hell	G