IT IS YOUR BANE,

THIS CHATELAINE.

BY FLESH AND BONE,

BY ROCK AND STONE,

I’LL CHARM A CHILD

TO CALL MY OWN.

FISH AND HUNCHBACK,

BOOT AND CHEST,

CAT COMES CRYING.

FOR THE REST:

THE DEVIL’S SIGN,

THE DOG AND BELL,

A NESTING PEARL

WITHIN ITS SHELL,

EEL AND ANCHOR,

LAST, THE HEART.

ALL COMPLETE,

ALL NOW A PART

OF CHATELAINE.

ITS MAGIC DARK,

A PRISON COLD,

A WITCH’S MARK,

A CRUEL FATE,

A CHILDLING’S BANE:

THE THIRTEENTH CHARM

OF CHATELAINE.

YOUR SOUL WILL SLEEP

WITHIN ITS KEEP,

YOUR LIFE WILL LINGER

DARK AND DEEP;

BY ROCK AND BONE,

BY BLOOD AND STONE,

NOT LIFE, NOR DEATH,

BUT LOST, ALONE.

I’LL CHARM, I’LL CLAIM

WITH CHATELAINE.