Woe was to him, on whom that eye of hate

Was bent ; for, certain as the stroke of Fate,

It did its mortal work ; nor human arts

Could save the unhappy wretch, her chosen prey;

For gazmg, she consumed his vital parts,

Eating his very core of life away.
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The wine which from yon wounded pahn on high

. Fills yonder gourde as slowly it distills.
Grows sour at once if Xrorrinite pass by.
* Hiecdeadliest'womiy from which all/creatures fly,

' Fledfrofm the deadlier venom of her eye ;

The babe unborn, within its motiier^s womb,

Sorted and trembled when'.the' Witch came nigh,

.And in- the silent chambers of the tomb

Death shuddered her unholy tread to hear,
Andy^firom the dry and mouldering bones, did fear

Force, a cold sweat, when Lorrinite was near.
4-.
Power made her haughty : by ambition fir'd,
.Ere long to mightier mischiefs she aspir'd.
.' The Calis^ who o'er Cities rule unseen,
Each in her ow;n domain a Demon Queen,
And there adored with blood and human life,
. They knew her, and in their accurst employ
She stirlr'd up neighbouring states to. mortal strife.
Sani, the dreadful God, who rides abroad

Upon the Kbg of the Ravens, to destroy

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The oifendiog song of men, when hii tmsr hfti4s

Were weary with their teil, would let her do

His work of Tengeanoe upon guiky lands ;

And Lorrinite, at his connnandment, knew.
When the ripe eardiqmke should be looi^afeid where

To point its course* And in the baneM air

th^ pregnant seeds of death he bade her strewy

AH deadly plagues and pestilence t» brew.
The Locusts were her annyy and Iheir bands.
