Traditional Wexford Curse

Traditional Wexford Curse

May the grass grow at your door and the fox build his nest on your hearthstone.
May the light fade from your eyes, so you never see what you love.
May your own blood rise against you, and the sweetest drink you take be the bitterest cup of sorrow.
May you die without benefit of clergy;
May there be none to shed a tear at your grave, and may the hearthstone of hell be your best bed forever

British Spells and incantations about sadness, hell, blood, drinking, light, eyes, love.


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