Fiddler's Farewell/Witch

by Leonora Speyer

For works with similar titles, see Witch.

Witch!

Ashes of me,Whirl in the fires I may not name.Lick, lovely flame!

Will the fagot not burn?Throw on the tired broomStabled still in my room.

I have ridden wide and well.Shall I say with whom?(Stop the town bell!)

Listen now,Listen now if you dare:I have lain with hopeUnder the dreadful bough,I have suckled Judas' ropeAs it swung on the air—

Go find the silver pieces in the moon.I hid them there.