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Edgar Allen Poe

The Witch

There was an old woman tossed up in a basket
Seventeen times as high as the moon.
But where she was going, I could not but ask it
for under her arm she carried a broom.

Old woman, old woman, old woman, said I!
Where are you going away to, so high?
To sweep the cobwebs out of the sky.
May I come with you? Aye, by and by. 


By day the bat is cousin to the mouse.
He likes the attic of an ageing house.
His fingers make a hat about his head.
His pulse is so slow we think him dead.
He loops in crazy figures half the night.
Among the trees that face the corner light.
But when he brushes up against a screen,
We are afraid of what our eyes have seen:
For something is amiss or out of place
When mice with wings can wear a human face.


The brown owl sits in the ivy bush,
And she looketh wondrous wise,
With a horny beak beneath her cowl,
And a pair of large round eyes. 

She sat all day on the selfsame spray,
From sunrise till sunset;
And the dim, grey light it was all too bright
For the owl to see in yet. 

"Jenny owlet, Jenny owlet," said a merry little bird, 
"They say say you're wondrous wise;
But I don't think you see, though you're looking at me
With your large, round, shining eyes." 

But night came soon, and the pale white moon
Rolled high up in the skies;
And the great brown owl flew away in her cowl,
With her large, round, shining eyes.