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MALEDICTION by ANONYMOUS

First Line: "MAY HE THAT BADE ME TRUST HIM, BUT DID NOT COME"
Last Line: WITH THE TREMBLING OF THE DOE!
Subject(s): HATE;
May he that bade me trust him, but did not come,
Turn into a demon with three horns on his head,
That all men fly from him!
May he become a bird of the waterfields
Where frost, snow, and hail fall,
That his feet may be frozen to ice!
Oh, may he become a weed afloat on a pond!
May he tremble as he walks with the trembling of the hare, with the trembling of the doe!


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