En tidig schweizisk kärleksbesvärjelse från femtonde århundradet.
I look for you
and send after you
nine valiant wolves.
Three that will bite you to pieces,
three that will tear you to pieces,
three that will lap and suck up your precious blood,
and so lay on you this burning desire,
your heart and also your mind,
your sleeping and your waking,
your eating and drinking;
until in your heart my goodness you may nevermore forget.
You must become wondrous joy for me
like wax by the fire.
May Lucifer in Hell help me
and all his companions.