Treasure Island

Patrick Scott Hogg

(Galloway, SW SCOTLAND UK)

The Witches' Glen - An Auld Tale


Gather aroon the ingle nuek
For ae eerie tale I'll tell -
'Boot a glen whar a witchy spook
Cast folk in her terrible spell.
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she was the devil's queen.

Warlocks an witches dance at night
When the full-moon turns its ken!
Thunder rides on a bolt of light
The deil's in the witches' glen!
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she was the devil's queen.

Auld trees hang o'er the twisted wynd
An' blot oot the licht o' day;
An there, there's staring eyes tae find
A stranger wha's lost their way.
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she was the devil's queen.

Frae Grennan wood she hailed an flew
A flash thru the black night wind
Come witchin hour everyin knew
She'd get a' the folks wha sinned.
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she was the devil's queen.

They burned her on Kirkmaiden hill
An' they bound her on a stake:
She chanted spells that made 'em ill
An' they pray'd for Jesus' sake.
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she was the devil's queen.

When ere ye walk the witches' glen,
Whar branches stretch oot like hands
Tak' Bible, cross an' say, Amen!
An' heed the guid Lord's commands.
Her hair sae black, her eyes sae green
Black Meg she's still there tae be seen.

Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2007
Edited: Friday, February 25, 2011

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  • Linda Ori (11/7/2008 10:47:00 AM)

    Just had to go back and read this one once again, in keeping with the season. Now I remember why it grabbed my attention way back when first I read it - the reaction is still the same, only more so, I think. This is classic - spooktacular black magic at its best! Definitely a place I'd like to visit one of these days (if it is actually a real place) . Steeped in mystery and magic - just my style.
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  • Linda Ori (5/13/2007 8:13:00 PM)

    OOOOO! This is absolute bewitching! Wonderfully descriptive imagery - gave me a shiver or two. Great flow and rhyme, and a haunting tale if ever I read one. You do this one justice, Patrick - a great spooky read! (luv the language, too) .
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