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(Rev. Lyn D. Black)

Omar Khayyam
For in and out, above, about, below,
"Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show,
Play’d in a Box whose Candle is the Sun,
Round which we Phantom Figures Come and go.

Fey #01

Wiccan Rede, 1964
Doreen Edith Dominy Valiente
1922-1999

#02 Summer

Music of the Night
Play : Phantom of the Opera, 1986
By : Andrew Lloyd Webber, 1948- living '08

Night time sharpens,
heightens each sensation,
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination,
Silently the senses
abandon their defenses,
Slowly, gently,
night unfurls its splendor.
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender,
Turn your face away, from the garish light of day,
Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light,
And listen to the music of the night.

#09 Winter

A New Perspective
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806-1861

Those little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields above the sea,
Among the winds at play;
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
the humming of the bees.

#03 April

Adrianna Porter in the 1940's.

Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the Witches rune.
Widdershins go
when the moon doth wane
Chanting out the baneful rune.
When the lady's moon is new,
Kiss thy hand to her, times two.
When the moon
rides at Her peak,
Then your heart's desire seek.

The Stolen Child
William Butler Yeats, 1865-1939
* Rosses, was a place.

Where the wave
of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses*
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands
and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap,
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles,
And is anxious in its sleep.

#04 Autumn

 The Grimoire of Lady Sheba, 1972
by Lady Sheba, Jessie Wicker Bell, 1920-2002

In the Magic Circle, the words, commands, and every wish of the High Priestess are law.

SO BE IT ARDANE.

#11 Rose

Fly Not Yet
Thomas Moore, 1779-1852
Epistles, Odes and Other Poems, 1806

Fly not yet; 'tis just the hour
When pleasure, like the midnight flower,
That scorns the eye of
vulgar light,
Begins to bloom for
sons of night,
And maids who love the moon.

#05 Augustina

From the movie :
A Muppet Christmas Carol

Bless us all
who gather here,
The loving family,
I hold dear.
No place on Earth compares with home.
And every path will bring me back, From where I roam.

#12 Spring

Alexander Sergevich Pushkin, 1799-1837

Love passed,
the muse appeared, the weather
of mind got clarity newfound;
now free,
I once more weave together
emotion, thought, and magic sound.

#06 June

Merry Meet & Merry Part
DenElder, 1955 - living '08

I call down the Moon,
with a merry tune,
Feel the Goddess rising high.
I am kissed by Mars and
blessed by Stars -
Merry Meet and Merry Part!

#13 Juliet

Lord George Gordon Byron, 1788-1824

Though the night was made
for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more
a-roving
By the light of the moon.

#07 Starshine

Doreen Edith Dominy Valiente, 1922-1999

Whenever ye have need of anything, once in the month,
and better it be when the moon is full,
then shall ye assemble in some secret place,
and adore the spirit of me,
who am Queen of all witches.

#14 Fern

Edward FitzGerald, 1809-1883

Yon rising moon looks
for us again.
How oft hereafter
will she wax and wane,
How oft hereafter
to look for us,
Through this same garden.

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