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<p>it unwashed – as he then perspired, now he will<lb/> | |||
'' | foam from the mouth<lb/> | ||
Bring home &c.</p> | |||
<p>Boil gruel in this apron – 'tis well done! without fire<lb/> | |||
The gruel began to boil – <del>He will</del> <add>Now</add> he will run – If I<lb/> | |||
mistake not I hear the barking of the dog thro' the hedge.<lb/> | |||
There is knocking at the gate. Cease with the gruel<lb/> | |||
– the dogs <del>bark</del> <add>howl</add> no longer. It is he – It is he. They<lb/> | |||
Know him by their scent. So punished he will amend.<lb/> | |||
Let me welcome him! or wait till he gets cool. He<lb/> | |||
is out of breath. Well done! Who does not do well<lb/> | |||
<del>with</del> of his own will must do it in spite of his will.<lb/> | |||
Put not the fire out. Thou mighty craft and me still<lb/> | |||
That my grief may not be without revenge. Burn<lb/> | |||
these tendons and tell me when – they smoke – so may<lb/> | |||
the members <del>smoke</del> <add>shrivel</add> of that vile seducer (<gap/>) as I<lb/> | |||
(unhappy one!) had my heart scathed <add>with grief</add> when the <gap/><lb/> | |||
my husband. <hi rend="superscript">x</hi> Help me, help me revenge – thou<lb/> | |||
art of witchcraft help that my grief may have<lb/> | |||
its revenge</p> | |||
<pb/> | |||
<p>Drag these rags thro' the path & say – May the hangman<lb/> | |||
drag thro' the road <del>that</del> <add>my mistress's</add> perfidious lord! Let them plunge<lb/> | |||
fiery tongs in her breast – let her <add>vile</add> flesh be thrown<lb/> | |||
to hounds. | |||
Help me &c.</p> | |||
<p>Owl, that hootest in the wood, & howlest in vain – Nay<lb/> | |||
should his perfidy be <del>convicted</del> <add>unrevealed.</add> Let all before her<lb/> | |||
& behind her hoot <del>out</del> her shame & all declare<lb/> | |||
her prostitute<lb/> | |||
Help me &c.</p> | |||
<p>Spit thrice & curse as the spittle falls – Let her<lb/> | |||
face be plague-spotted – cover her with sores – Let<lb/> | |||
her pluck worms from her body – & rot <add>with beggars</add> on heaps<lb/> | |||
of dung.</p> | |||
<p>I hear a ringing in my ears.<lb/> | |||
Enough, mighty art! I am now of that witch. Punishment<lb/> | |||
Let us again welcome our guests. He was in haste.<lb/> | |||
He came in one boot (<gap/>) tho it is <del>unfortunately</del> <add>grievous</add> to<lb/> | |||
look on him thus – I pity him – Since he has appeared<lb/> | |||
I rejoice in my heart – tho' he has made it blind.</p> | |||
<p><gap/> Cracow <gap/></p> | |||
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it unwashed – as he then perspired, now he will
foam from the mouth
Bring home &c.
Boil gruel in this apron – 'tis well done! without fire
The gruel began to boil – He will Now he will run – If I
mistake not I hear the barking of the dog thro' the hedge.
There is knocking at the gate. Cease with the gruel
– the dogs bark howl no longer. It is he – It is he. They
Know him by their scent. So punished he will amend.
Let me welcome him! or wait till he gets cool. He
is out of breath. Well done! Who does not do well
with of his own will must do it in spite of his will.
Put not the fire out. Thou mighty craft and me still
That my grief may not be without revenge. Burn
these tendons and tell me when – they smoke – so may
the members smoke shrivel of that vile seducer () as I
(unhappy one!) had my heart scathed with grief when the
my husband. x Help me, help me revenge – thou
art of witchcraft help that my grief may have
its revenge
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Drag these rags thro' the path & say – May the hangman
drag thro' the road that my mistress's perfidious lord! Let them plunge
fiery tongs in her breast – let her vile flesh be thrown
to hounds.
Help me &c.
Owl, that hootest in the wood, & howlest in vain – Nay
should his perfidy be convicted unrevealed. Let all before her
& behind her hoot out her shame & all declare
her prostitute
Help me &c.
Spit thrice & curse as the spittle falls – Let her
face be plague-spotted – cover her with sores – Let
her pluck worms from her body – & rot with beggars on heaps
of dung.
I hear a ringing in my ears.
Enough, mighty art! I am now of that witch. Punishment
Let us again welcome our guests. He was in haste.
He came in one boot () tho it is unfortunately grievous to
look on him thus – I pity him – Since he has appeared
I rejoice in my heart – tho' he has made it blind.
Cracow
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