Woodstock; or, the Cavalier by Sir Walter Scott
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Hee had no prayers, nor no snifts,
For th' divell. Some other way they cast about, These brought him in, they throw not out; A woman, great with child, will do't; They got one. And she i' th' room that night must lie; But when the thing about did flie, And broke the windows furiously And hot one Of the contractors o're the head, Who lay securely in his bed, The woman, shee-affrighted, fled ---- ---- And now they lay the cause on her. That e're that night the thing did stir, Because her selfe and grandfather Were Papists; They must be barnes-regenerate, (A _Hans en Kelder_ of the state, Which was in reformation gatt,) They said, which Doth make the divell stand in awe, Pull in his hornes, his hoof, his claw; |
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