To Childy Wynd’s, who said:—

“Woe be to thee, thou wicked Witch,

An ill death mayest thou dee;

As thou my sister hast likened,

So likened shalt thou be.

“I will turn you into a Toad,

That on the ground doth wend;

And won, won, shalt thou never be,

Till this world hath an end.”