Ollie McGee + 

Have you seen walking through the village + 

A man with downcast eyes and haggard face? + 

That is my husband who, by secret cruelty + 

Never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty; + 

Till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth, + 

And with broken pride and shameful humility, + 

I sank into the grave. + 

But what think you gnaws at my husband’s heart? + 

The face of what I was, the face of what he made me! + 

These are driving him to the place where I lie. + 

In death, therefore, I am avenged. + 