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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416118" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>St. Andrew and Halloween</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our ancient customs to renew, <br>We meet to honour St. Andrew,<br>He was of the Jewish nation; <br>A fisherman by occupation.<br>No warlike knight with lance and sword,<br>But humbly following his Lord,<br>And Scotia she justly claims<br>Her soil contains his last remains.<br>In early times the pilgrims drew<br>Unto the shrine of St. Andrew;<br>For miracles it gained renown,<br>And thence sprang up St.Andrew's town.<br>And here to night we meet together,<br>Rose, shamrock and blooming heather,<br>For no more the Scottish thistle . <br>With warlike thorns it doth bristle.<br>But clansmen twine round maple leaf,<br>When rallying at the call of chief.<br>And time will come when we'll be one<br>And proud of name Canadian.<br>A tale we'll tell of what hath been<br>When maids and youths kept Hallowe'en.<br>It is a tale of old-world lore,<br>What happened in the days of yore,<br>When faries danced upon the green<br>So merrily on Hallowe'en,<br>And witches did play many a trick,<br>Assisted by their auld friend nick ;<br>And lovers met wound the fire<br>Near to the one their hearts desire-<br>For to burn nuts, for to discover<br>The truthfulness of their lover <br>They first did give each nut a name-<br>This was Sandy-that was Jane ;<br>If they did blaze side by side-<br>She knew her husband - he his bride ;<br>But if one up the chimney flew.<br>One knew the other was not true.<br>And one sure test did never fail :<br>Blindfold to find good stock of kale,<br>To pull the first comes to the hand<br>With heavy roots of earth and sand,<br>For the very weight of mould<br>Does denote the lover's gold.<br>In tubs children love to splatter;<br>Ducking for apples in the water ;<br>For such were the delights of yore,<br>Which soon will cease for evermore.<br>At Balmoral Castle Britain's Queen<br>Oft celebrated Hallowe'en.<br>Princess Beatrice lights bonfire<br>'Neath the mock witches funeral pyre.<br>But Highland landlords now do clear<br>Land of men to make room for deer<br>And where brave race did once abound<br>'Tis wilderness of hunting ground.<br>But Scotia must not be forgot,<br>For sake of Chalmers, Burns or Scott.<br>But here upon Canadian soil<br>A man may own where he doth toil,<br>For here each may enjoy the charm<br>Of owning fine prairie farm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+McIntyre">James McIntyre</a><div class=q>
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We meet to honour St. Andrew,
He was of the Jewish nation; 
A fisherman by occupation.
No warlike knight with lance and sword,
But humbly following his Lord,
And Scotia she justly claims
Her soil contains his last re..."></div>
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