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Voices of Salem

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Proctor's Ledge Memorial Image Credit : Salem Witch Museum. Tituba — The Accused "The devil came to me and bid me serve him." My master, Minister Parris, did beat me to confess, His daughter ill under an 'evil' hand. Naturally, upon witchcraft was blame cast, And me—a coloured servant, A most natural form of witch. On the other women Did I spin my tale of evil— Sarah Good and Goody Osborne Did I throw into this pit of hell. My 'confession'—the bars of prison, My denial—the throes of death. 'Pon my words a madness, Leaving me within the bars, No witch of the devil was I, No dog or rat or pig of evil did I converse with. My freedom from the bars In the purchase by another did come. Bridget Bishop — The Condemned "I am innocent of a witch." But easy was I to accuse. Disliked by Salem, Mine denial of innocence Upon guilty-assumed ears did fall. Years of vilification carried mine cart, Salem calling for the noose in mine fate. Strung up in front o...