‘Tis an eerie thing o’er the moor to fare
When the eddies of peat-smoke justle,
When the wraiths of mist whirl here and there
And wind-blown tendrils tussle,
When every step starts a hidden spring
And the trodden moss-tufts hiss and sing
‘Tis an eerie thing o’er the moor to fare
When the tangled reed-beds rustle.
The child with his primer sets out alone
And speeds as if he were hunted,
The wind goes by with a hollow moan–
There’s a noise in the hedge-row stunted.
‘Tis the turf-digger’s ghost, near-by he dwells,
And for drink his master’s turf he sells.
“Whoo! whoo!” comes a sound like a stray cow’s groan;
The poor boy’s courage is daunted.
Then stumps loom up beside the ditch,
Uncannily nod the bushes,
The boy running on, each nerve a twitch,
Through a jungle of spear-grass pushes.
And where it trickles and crackles apace
Is the Spinner’s unholy hiding-place,
The home of the curs?d Spinning-witch
Who turns her wheel ‘mid the rushes.
On, ever on, goes the fearsome rout,
In pursuit through that region fenny,
At each wild stride the bubbles burst out,
And the sounds from beneath are many.
Until at length from the midst of the din
Comes the squeak of a spectral violin,
That must be the rascally fiddler lout
Who ran off with the bridal penny!
The turf splits open, and from the hole
Bursts forth an unhappy sighing,
“Alas, alas, for my wretched soul!”
‘Tis poor damned Margaret crying!
The lad he leaps like a wounded deer,
And were not his guardian angel near
Some digger might find in a marshy knoll
Where his little bleached bones were lying.
But the ground grows firmer beneath his feet,
And there from over the meadow
A lamp is flickering homely-sweet;
The boy at the edge of the shadow
Looks back as he pauses to take his breath,
And in his glance is the fear of death.
‘Twas eerie there ‘mid the sedge and peat,
Ah, that was a place to dread, O!
(Annette Von Droste-Hulshoff)
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