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32 The GENTLE SHEPHERP.
’Tis fare to thole,—I’ll try fome witchcraft art.
To break with ane, and win the other’s heart!
Here Mauzy lives, a witch that for fma’ price,
Can cart her cantraips, and give me advice.
She can o’ercaft the night, and cloud the moon.
And make the deils obedient to her crune.
At midnight hours, o’er the kirk-yards fire raves.
And howks unchriflen’d weans out of their graves;
Boils up their livers in a warlock’s pow,
Rins witherlhins about the hemlock low:
And feven times does her prayers backward pray,
Till plotcock.comes with lumps of Lapland clay,
Mixt with the venom of black taids and fnakes.
Of this, unlbnfy pictures aft die makes
Ofony ane die hates;- and gars expire.
With daw and racking pains afore a fire;
Stuck fou of prines the devlilh pictures melt.
The pain by fowk they reprefent is felt.
And yonder’s Maufe: ay, ay, die kens fou well.
When ane like me comes running to the deil.
She and her cat fit becking in her yeard.
To fpeak my errand, faith, amaid I’m fear’d:
But I maun do’t, tho’ I diould never thrive,
They gallop fad that deils and lafles drive. {Exit.
ACT II. SCENE III.
A green kail-yard, a Rule font.
Where water popland Iprings,
There fits a wife with wrinkled front,
And yet Ihe fpins and fings.
M A U S E.
SANG IX. Carle and the King come.
Peggy, now the King's come,
Peggy, now the King's come.
Thou may dance and I JJxall Jsng,
Peggy, ft nee the King's come, Nae I