Saturday, October 31, 2009

"The Hag" (A Halloween Poem)

A Poem by Robert Herrick (1648)

The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride;
The Devill and shee together:
Through thick, and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne’r so foule be the weather.

A Thorn or a Burr
She takes for a Spurre:
With a lash of a Bramble she rides now,
Through Brakes and through Bryars,
O’re Ditches, and Mires,
She followes the Spirit that guides now.

No Beast, for his food,
Dares now range the wood;
But husht in his laire he lies lurking:
While mischiefs, by these,
 On Land and on Seas,
At noone of Night are working,

The storme will arise,
And trouble the skies;
This night, and more for the wonder,
The ghost from the Tomb
Affrighted shall come,
Cal’d out by the clap of the Thunder


Your favorite zombie hag,

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Bruce Coltin said...

I'm making that picture my screen saver.

Charlene said...

Oh geez - might break the screen!!!

Then again, maybe it's a "SCREAM saver." LOL!

john said...

screen saver? hell im printing this babe postersize for my celing :)

plainolebob said...

Charlene, lol, I'm with Bruce, gonna down load it and use it for a haloween theme too.
The poem was, really cool as well.

Sarah said...

love that makeup. happy halloween!

Charlene said...

Makeup? What makeup?! (LOL!)

Innocent Owner Of Mad Cats said...

I'm gonna print it out. When the cats are bad, I'm gonna show them and tell them thats there new owner. LOL

Argentum Vulgaris said...

Cool poem, like that one.

Aren't they all a mean bunch making fun of your "just get out of bed" look.


Hunter said...

Quite the photo, Charlene.

I'm #223 over here now.

Charlene said...

Awesome - thanks!!

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