The Witch By Adelaide Crapsey

When I was girl by Nilus stream

 I watched the deserts stars arise;

My lover, he who dreamed the Sphinx,

 Learned all his dreaming from eyes. 



I bore in Greece a burning name,

 And I have been in Italy

Madonna to a painter-lad,

 And mistress to a Medici.



And have you heard (and I have heard)

 Of puzzled men with decorous mien,

Who judged – the wench knew far too much – 
 
 
 And burnt her on the Salem green?

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