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and when she died priest wilson threw the hangman
his handkerchief to cover the pale face
he dared not look upon | img2poems |
it is not barred
come in
nothing prevents you | img2poems |
he needs no bolt nor bar to shut out thieves
he fears no enemies and has no friends
importunate enough to need a key | img2poems |
come drink about
remember parson melham
and bless the man who first invented flip | img2poems |
never
never
never | img2poems |
if you want fiddling you must go elsewhere
to the green dragon and the admiral vernon
and other such disreputable places | img2poems |
here's a health
to good king charles
will you not drink the king | img2poems |
silence the drum
good citizens attend
to the new laws enacted by the court | img2poems |
and for the repetition of the offence
shall have his other ear cut off and then
be branded in the palm of his right hand | img2poems |
o patience of the lord
how long how long
ere thou avenge the blood of thine elect | img2poems |
upsall i thank you
for speaking words such as some younger man
i or another should have said before you | img2poems |
such laws as these are cruel and oppressive
a blot on this fair town and a disgrace
to any christian people | img2poems |
and then you will be clapped
into the stocks with the red letter d
hung round about your neck for drunkenness | img2poems |
then you're wanted
i arrest you
in the king's name | img2poems |
i feel like master josselyn when he found
the hornet's nest and thought it some strange fruit
until the seeds came out and then he dropped it | img2poems |
surely the power of satan must be great
upon the earth if even the elect
are thus deceived and fall away from grace | img2poems |
you've done your duty though you've done it roughly
and every word you've uttered since you came
has stabbed me to the heart | img2poems |
take heed lest i be called as brutus was
to be the judge of my own son
begone | img2poems |
when you are tired of feeding upon husks
return again to duty and submission
but not till then | img2poems |
it sends a dismal echo through my heart
as if forever it had closed between us
and i should look upon his face no more | img2poems |
oh this will drag me down into my grave
to that eternal resting-place wherein
man lieth down and riseth not again | img2poems |
till the heavens be no more he shall not wake
nor be roused from his sleep for thou dost change
his countenance and sendest him away | img2poems |
i do acknowledge
among the passengers on board the swallow
were certain persons saying thee and thou | img2poems |
and for the more effectual performance
hereof you are to give security
in bonds amounting to one hundred pounds | img2poems |
you made a great disturbance
and uproar yesterday in the meeting-house
having your hat on | img2poems |
i spake no words moved against none my hand
but by the hair they haled me out and dashed
their hooks into my face | img2poems |
a bold man and a violent who sets
at naught the authority of our church and state
and is in banishment on pain of death | img2poems |
make answer
without evasion
where | img2poems |
'tis not the business of the lord you're doing
it is the devil's
will you take the oath | img2poems |
christ is the word
the everlasting oath of god
i dare not | img2poems |
yea i believe
the inner light and not the written word
to be the rule of life | img2poems |
you are accused of making
an horrible disturbance and affrighting
the people in the meeting-house on sunday | img2poems |
i do not deny
that i was present in your steeple-house
on the first day but i made no disturbance | img2poems |
is it not written
upon my handmaidens will i pour out
my spirit and they shall prophesy | img2poems |
your life is forfeit
unto the law and you shall surely die
and shall not live | img2poems |
those who have gone before you said the same
and yet no judgment of the lord hath fallen
upon us | img2poems |
i cannot give consent while other men
who have been banished upon pain of death
are now in their own houses here among us | img2poems |
blessed are ye when men shall persecute you
and shall revile you and shall say against you
all manner of evil falsely for my sake | img2poems |
i forgive
all who have injured me
what hast thou done | img2poems |
there are invisible bars i cannot break
there are invisible doors that shut me in
and keep me ever steadfast to my purpose | img2poems |
thy priest hath been with me this day to save me
not only from the death that comes to all
but from the second death | img2poems |
when death the healer shall have touched our eyes
with moist clay of the grave then shall we see
the truth as we have never yet beheld it | img2poems |
i am as homeless as the wind that moans
and wanders through the streets
oh come with me | img2poems |
do not delay
thy god shall be my god
and where thou goest i will go | img2poems |
yet will i not deny it nor conceal it
from the first moment i beheld thy face
i felt a tenderness in my soul towards thee | img2poems |
my mind has since been inward to the lord
waiting his word
it has not yet been spoken | img2poems |
i cannot wait
trust me
oh come with me | img2poems |
alas
good-night
i will not say good-by | img2poems |
he said confound the stocks because they put him
into his own
he was the first man in them | img2poems |
and here's my host of the three mariners
my creditor and trusty taverner
my corporal in the great artillery | img2poems |
well as your time is out you may come down
the law allows you now to go at large
like elder oliver's horse upon the common | img2poems |
i will go with you to the governor's
and wait outside there sailing off and on
if i am wanted you can hoist a signal | img2poems |
oh no i thank you
i am not a stranger
here in your crooked little town | img2poems |
well roxbury and dorchester must take
their share of shame
she will be whipped in each | img2poems |
and she a child
oh pitiful
pitiful | img2poems |
the wrath of god hangs over thee and the day
is near at hand when thou shalt be abandoned
to desolation and the breeding of nettles | img2poems |
the bodies of cromwell ireton and bradshaw
have been dragged from their graves and publicly
hanged in their shrouds at tyburn | img2poems |
i tell you richard bellingham i tell you
that this is the beginning of a struggle
of which no mortal can foresee the end | img2poems |
there's a dull pain keeps knocking at my heart
dolefully saying set thy house in order
for thou shalt surely die and shalt not live | img2poems |
he has been put in irons with his neck
and heels tied close together and so left
from five in the morning until nine at night | img2poems |
he has been kept five days
in prison without food and cruelly beaten
so that his limbs were cold his senses stopped | img2poems |
edith
edith
edith | img2poems |
it is in vain
i call she answers not
i follow but i find no trace of her | img2poems |
away thou horrible vision
leave me
leave me | img2poems |
o silent sombre and deserted streets
to me ye 're peopled with a sad procession
and echo only to the voice of sorrow | img2poems |
o houses full of peacefulness and sleep
far better were it to awake no more
than wake to look upon such scenes again | img2poems |
our thoughts are free
they cannot be shut up
in prison wall nor put to death on scaffolds | img2poems |
it is the dawn of day
that chases the old darkness from our sky
and tills the land with liberty and light | img2poems |
i am not one of those who think a sup
of this new england air is better worth
than a whole draught of our old england's ale | img2poems |
no all are pardoned
all are set free by order of the court
but some of them would fain return to england | img2poems |
you must not take them
upon that condition
your bond is cancelled | img2poems |
i always speak officially
to prove it
here is the bond | img2poems |
i say confound the tedious man
with his strange speaking-trumpet
can i go | img2poems |
i am not superstitions bellingham
and yet i tremble lest it may have been
a judgment on him | img2poems |
and furthermore brave richard davenport
the captain of the castle in the storm
has been struck dead by lightning | img2poems |
o white white white
would that my soul had wings
as spotless as those shining sails to fly with | img2poems |
now lay this cushion straight
i thank you
hark | img2poems |
o absalom my son
i feel the world
sinking beneath me sinking sinking sinking | img2poems |
death knocks
i go to meet him
welcome death | img2poems |
endicott
endicott
he makes no answer | img2poems |
the death of cattle and the blight of corn
the shipwreck the tornado and the fire
these are my doings and they know it not | img2poems |
what shape is this
what monstrous apparition
exceeding fierce that none may pass that way | img2poems |
then tell me witch and woman
for you must know the pathways through this wood
where lieth salem village | img2poems |
i can ride through the air upon a stick
above the tree-tops and above the houses
and no one see me no one overtake me | img2poems |
pray you be seated
you must be fatigued
with your long ride through unfrequented woods | img2poems |
advise me reverend sir
i look to you
for counsel and for guidance in this matter | img2poems |
dear sir we have inquired
sifted the matter thoroughly through and through
and then resifted it | img2poems |
ah reverend sir
believe me in such cases
the only safety is in acting promptly | img2poems |
't is not the part of wisdom to delay
in things where not to do is still to do
a deed more fatal than the deed we shrink from | img2poems |
a drowsiness is stealing over me
which is not sleep for though i close mine eyes
i am awake and in another world | img2poems |
dim faces of the dead and of the absent
come floating up before me floating fading
and disappearing | img2poems |
yes something more
an island with the sea
breaking all round it like a blooming hedge | img2poems |
it is san salvador
where tituba was born
what see you now | img2poems |
a woman lying on a bed of leaves
wasted and worn away
ah she is dying | img2poems |
you terrify me tituba
oh save me
from those who make me pine and waste away | img2poems |
that i do not know
but you will see them
they will come to you | img2poems |
poor child
how thin she is
how wan and wasted | img2poems |
you now see
with your own eyes and touch with your own hands
the mysteries of this witchcraft | img2poems |
one would need
the hands of briareus and the eyes of argus
to see and touch them all | img2poems |
i can see nothing
is this apparition
visibly there and yet we cannot see it | img2poems |
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