TESTO DEL LIED

"The Hag is astride"
di Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride;
The Devill and shee together;
Through thick, and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne'er so foule be the weather.
A Thorn or a Burr
She tkes for a Spurre:
With a lash of a Bramble
She rides now,
Through Brakes and through Bryars,
O're Ditches, and Mires,
She followes the Spirit that guides now.
No Beast, for his food,
Dares now range the wood;
But husht in his laire
He lies lurking:
While mischeifs, by these,
On Land and on Seas,
At noone of Night are a working.
The storme will arise,
And trouble the skies;
This night and more for the wonder,
The ghost from the Tomb
Affrighted shall come,
Cal'd out by the clap of the Thunder.