Song sang by the Bell Witch to soothe Lucy Bell during her sickness.
"Come, Let us Reason"
Come my heart and let us try
for a little season.
Every burden to lay by,
Come and let us reason.
What is this that casts you down?
Who are they that grieve you?
Speak and let the worst be known.
Speaking may relieve you.
Christ by faith I sometimes see,
and he doth relieve me.
But my fears return again,
These are they that grieve me.
Troubled like the restless sea,
Feeble, faint and fearful.
Plagued with every sore disease,
How can I be cheerful?
"Queen of the Haunted Dell"
'Mid woodland bowers, grassy dell,
By an enchanted murmuring stream,
Dwelt pretty blue-eyed Betsy Bell,
Sweetly thrilled with love's young dream.
Life was like the magic spell,
That guides a laughing stream,
Sunbeams glimmering on her fell,
Kissed by lunar's silvery gleam.
But elfin phantomas cursed the dell,
And sylvan witches all unsean,
As our tale will truely tell,
Wielded sceptre o're the queen.
"Kate's Still About"
In the howling wind and the lighting's flash
The drumming rain and the thunder's crash
The fires burned low and the lamps are out
It's time for Kate to move about.
Above Red River, on the bluff's high path
When the thunder's quiet, you can hear her laugh
With now and a loud, long shout
Kate wants all to know she's still about.
No sleep for the children, as they shiver with fear
And listen for the sounds they hope they won't hear
No whispering or talking, as they lie in doubt
For at times like this, Kate walks about.
Kate laughs and cackles and the children play dead
With a jerk all the covers fly off the bed
The children shiver and some cry out
This usually happens when Kate's about.
When at day-light and the thunder's grow faint
And the children feel they are "rid of the haunt."
With crackling laughter and a frightening shout
Kate lets everyone know that she's still about.
