All singing together an ancient rhyme, but no word did they speak to
the mistress of the house. Strange to hear, and frightful to look upon,
were these twelve women, with their horns and their wheels; and the
mistress felt near to death, and she tried to rise that she might call
for help, but she could not move, nor could she utter a word or a cry,
for the spell of the witches was upon her.—Lay Wilde, The Horned Women
art by Gustave Dore
Nurse The Soul 