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Came forth a liege and five loyal kin,

To a realm men sought to claim,

An old Witch thence appeared to them,

Her terms she did outlay...

The Witch -

"From this point on you all I'll make,

Seven strides shalt thou now take,

And if Long Compton thou can see,

A King of England shall thou be...

And if Long Compton thou can't see,

No King of England shalt thy be.

Rise up stick and rise up stone,

For a King of England shalt be none".

An Ode to the Elder Mother -

"Old girl, old girl give to me,

Some of thy wood, and I'll give thee,

Some of mine, some of mine

when I turn into a tree".