they lay down their own lives in the wounds which they
make.

               Avaunt from us false bumble Bee
                   in thy busie buzzing:
               And come not here thou craftie Flee,
                   harme not in thy huzing.
               Fly farre inough prodigious Fowle,
                   in they bitter stinging:
               Worse then the scrytching ougly Owle,
                   never good luck bringing.
               Jn thy comming or thy bumming
               If thou commest hither humming,
                   thou false bumble Bee,
               In thy swarming and thy harming,
               If thou chance within my charming,
                                Exorciso te.
               Beware I say thou little bird,
                   of my leather flee flap:
               And come not here nor hitherward,
                   least it reach a sound rap:
               For it shall beate thy litle bum
                   Here me pretie fellow,
               And clap it thriftly if thou come,
                   harken what I tell you.
               In thy comming or thy bumming
               If thou commest hither humming,
                   thou false bumble Bee,
               In thy swarming and thy harming,
               If thou chance within my charming,
                                Exorciso le.
               In nomine 0 domine,
                   defend us from this Drone:
               And charme this hurtfull hony Bee,
                   to let us here alone.
               Away thou fowle and fearefull spright,
                   and thou litel divell:
               I charge thee come not in our sight,
                   for to do us evil.
               In thy comming or thy bumming,
               If thou commest hither humming,
                   thou false bumble Bee,
               In thy swarming and thy harming,
               If thou chance within my charming,
                                Exorciso te.

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