worth of lore is true You know the face of a temptress Pit Viper A
 witch or enchantress Pit Viper With the malign venom of conceit She
 tries Civil men Conceal fear Misgivings When night entreats them A
 greater chill sustains Stains her Darkness Shall not inhibit death
 blow Know this skin does not restrict her Tear and shed the coil Fall
 of garland leaves Below the soil