Mother Demdike

Th’ edge o; dark Foor th’ sun fund cant noather heer nor theer Jorrum honest fooak creawded Teawn shrinking abweat ‘em Witch, bawls eawt “th’ coomin on still” Witch, bawls eawt “Odsweawnds oppen” Fo’evile Moytherd id’ sowl hoo cosses yearth. Dule Onsertn by that meanes, th’ body shalt dee. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The execution of Mother demdike, the witch at the centre of the the Pendle (England) witches. For The Contest Sista's bloody Sista's/ England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland The edge of dark for the sun found solace neither here or there many honest folk crowded Town shrinking about them Witch cries out “the coming of still” Witch cries out “gods wounds open” For evil troubled it’s soul. She curses the earth devil answered by that means, the body shall die.