And the infant in your bosom,
You’ll find dead on your bedside.
It is told of a widower, who was unkind to his children, that the ghost of his deceased wife in a similar manner appeared to him, and said:
“Man, who hast shut the door upon me,
And left me lying here!
Before the Christmas comes
A greater loss will befall you.
Man, who hast the children,
Rearing them unpeaceably,
If oft your hand be raised,