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THE OLD WIVES' PRAYER

Holy-Rood, come forth and shield
Us i’ th’ city and the field;
Safely guard us, now and aye,
From the blast that burns by day;
And those sounds that us affright
In the dead of dampish night;
Drive all hurtful fiends us fro,
By the time the cocks first crow.


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Poem THE OLD WIVES' PRAYER - Robert Herrick