[To a sister of an enemy of the author's who disapproved of `The Playboy'] <br /> <br />Lord, confound this surly sister, <br />Blight her brow with blotch and blister, <br />Cramp her larynx, lung, and liver, <br />In her guts a galling give her. <br /> <br />Let her live to earn her dinners <br />In Mountjoy with seedy sinners: <br />Lord, this judgment quickly bring, <br />And I'm your servant, J. M. Synge.<br /><br />John Millington Synge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-curse-18/
