Slewfoot: A Tale of Bewitchery by Brom

Author:Brom [Brom]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

Abitha gave him a coy smile.

Samson stared at her. “I do not understand this.”

“All right, then here be another.”

“There were a blind lass from Glasgow

Who were sent out a milking the cow

She milked the farmhand instead

Until his cock turned bright red

And now he be too sore to plow.”

Abitha pressed her hand against her mouth, suppressing a giggle.

Samson stared at her perplexed.

“Fine, mayhap such genteel poetry is beyond you. Mayhap it is a song you need, a bit of singing to cheer you up. Here’s a little ditty that never fails to make me snicker.” Abitha cleared her throat, began to hum, found the melody, and then sang.

“On the fourteenth of May, at the dawn of the day

With me gun on me shoulder to the woods I did stray

In search of some game, if the weather prove fair

To see can I get a shot at the bonny black hare.

I met a young girl there with her face as a rose

And her skin were as fair as the lily that grows

I says, My fair maid, why ramble you so

Can you tell me where the bonny black hare do go.

The answer she gave me, O, the answer were no

But under me apron they say it do go

And if you’ll not deceive me, I vow and declare

We’ll both go together to hunt the bonny black hare.

I laid this girl down with her face to the sky

I took out me ramrod, me bullets likewise

Saying, Wrap your legs round me, dig in with your heels

For the closer we get, O, the better it feels.”

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