The Witch And The Jaw Harp Poem by Clive Culverhouse
The Witch And The Jaw Harp
Geillis play for King James VI
pluck your jewes trump harp
you dance then prance
and twist your wrist
in tune and rhythm
through the mist
of song and on till dusk
the King delights with curious
a watchful eye
a witch be though
and lo still die
come hither, done
December, fifteen ninety one
oh Geillis Duncan hung
Wednesday, August 21, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,death,history,music
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