“Now the wind, which sings and weeps, Down the dark road swoops and leaps. Crow’s wings ripping through the clouds Tear the heavens into shrouds. Naked tree with shaking boughs Black and dreadful mops and mows. Morgan the Fairy sings and sighs, Morgan sings and Morgan cries, Morgan moans and Morgan weeps, Down the dark road swoops and leaps And within his dwelling creeps Morgan the Fairy’s icy breath Bring him to dole and death. Make him drink from your black cup, Wine of mulberry make him sup. So his pain may longer be, Long his spirit’s agony. Fill his clothes with biting lice, Curse his horse with stinging flies, Crack his bones until he dies. Strike his nerves with mortal cold Rot his flesh with creeping mould So his pain may longer be, Long his spirit’s agony And his body maggot’s fee.”
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Book:The Cornerstone
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The Cornerstone
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