Susanna Martin



Susanna Martin was a witch who dwelt in Amesbury

With brilliant eye and saucy tongue she worked her sorcery

And when into the judges court the sheriffs brought her hither

The lilacs drooped as she passed by

Ane then were seen to wither



A witch she was, though trim and neat with comely head held high

It did not seem that one as she with Satan so would vie

And when in court when the afflicted ones proclaimed her evil ways

She laughed aloud and boldly then

Met Cotton Mathers gaze



"Who hath bewitched these maids," he asked, and strong was her reply

"If they be dealing in black arts, ye know as well as I"

And then the stricken ones made moan as she approached near

They saw her shaped upon the beam

So none could doubt 'twas there

The neighbors 'round swore to the truth of her Satanic powers

That she could fly o'er land and stream and come dry shod through

showers

At night, twas said, she had appeared a cat of fearsome mien

"Avoid she-devil,"they had cried

To keep their spirits clean



The spectral evidence was weighed, then stern the parson spoke

"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live, tis written in the Book"

Susanna Martin so accused, spoke with flaming eyes

"I scorn these things for they are naught

But filthy gossips lies"



Now those bewitched, they cried her out, and loud their voice did ring

they saw a bird above her head, an evil yellow thing

And so, beneath a summer sky, Susanna Martin died

And still in scorn she faced the rope

Her comely head held high



Susanna Martin was a witch who lived in Amesbury

With brilliant eye and saucy tongue she worked her sorcery

And when into the judges court the sheriffs brought her hither

The lilacs drooped as she passed by

And then were seen to wither



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