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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473189" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Woman of Magic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Oh woman of magic, charms, spells and strong love potions <br>will you make me a philtre to give Sarah Green a notion <br>to fall in love with me and to hold out her left hand <br>to do as I ask, to marry and wear my gold band? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Tell me, does this Sarah Green know that you exist, <br>does she give you the eye that flutters so quick? <br>Does she move gracefully and glance over her shoulder, <br>smile and pucker her lips, or do something bolder? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“No, unfortunately she does none of these desirable things, <br>but each time I see her she makes my heart sing. <br>I see her in the village each day and in my dreams at night, <br>and if I can’t have her I will turn out my life light.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“It appears to me that you are nothing but a lovesick fool, <br>how could this Sarah Green make you so drool? <br>But if I did spend time making you an extra special brew <br>what could you give me to make your wish come true? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I am by no means a wealthy man, of this you can be assured <br>and if I was to make you an offer you may think it absurd. <br>However, are we talking about money in the greatest of sums, <br>or are we talking about the smallest of crumbs? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“A moment ago you said you would turn your life light out, <br>now what is your life worth, what value would you shout? <br>It seems that my potions would be worth everything you’ve got, <br>and if you’ve nothing, you will do anything, am I right, or not? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“You mean that money need not be the only method of payment, <br>and there are other ways to pay for our agreement? <br>What does one normally have to do to leave you fulfilled, <br>surely you won’t ask for someone to be killed? ” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Oh no, no, I wouldn’t sink so low as to hire an assassin <br>with my spells I can eliminate, alter or fashion. <br>Now listen to what my dreams have placed on my agenda, <br>I require a girl child on May 1st whom I’ll name Diana.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“So you want me to find and kidnap a female child or baby <br>before ten months has passed, or eleven maybe? ” <br>“Why don’t you listen properly to what I say you stupid man? <br>I must conceive a baby in the way only two people can.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“What! You actually want me to make a baby with you <br>and you bear my child, and be its mother too? <br>I don’t know if I can do this, you are so ugly, old and wizen, <br>my love is for Sarah, and to her only it is to be given.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Give me strength, I’m not asking for your love or your heart, <br>just give me your seed and then we can part. <br>I don’t want your stimulating conversation, or boring company, <br>just do as I ask and leave the details to me.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Will you give me a potion so you can appear as a real beauty, <br>so when I make love to you it won’t feel like a duty? <br>And then of course there is the love potion for Sarah Green <br>to make her love a reality instead of my dream.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Yes, yes, I will give you these potions just wait and see, <br>so now what is your name and do you agree? <br>I will draw up a contract and you must sign it in blood, <br>if it isn’t done this way it’ll be worthless and no good.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">“My name is Alfred George Boon and I agree to all you say, <br>when do we begin and when do I pay? ” <br>“When the next moon is full I will concoct Sarah’s brew, <br>but I will require a hair from her and one from you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This symbolic union requires the hairs to be tied and knotted <br>and I will ensure she drinks the potion to become besotted. <br>Seven weeks and one day there after you both will be wed <br>and for one week after that you must share my bed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is with all this in mind that you shall now freely sign <br>a contract that is binding in the sight of mankind, <br>and if for any reason you do not agree then walk away now, <br>but if you do now sign, it’s your written vow.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The potion worked, Sarah and Alfred were happily wed, <br>but one week later he wasn’t in the potion maker’s bed. <br>The maker of spells and potions was feeling very annoyed <br>Alfred had broken his contract, and must now be destroyed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She searched and found him to give him one last chance <br>and warned him of the punishment in this circumstance. <br>He told her to get lost and to get her face out of his sight <br>for his romance was as natural as doves in flight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She made two new potions to overcome the power of will, <br>the first one for Alfred and his contract to fulfil. <br>In disguise she sold this strong potion to Sarah his wife <br>saying it would put vigour into the man of her life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two nights later Alfred hastened to the bed of the maker of spells, <br>and seven after that he had finished in the house where she dwells. <br>The morning after, she gave him the second brew in an herbal tea <br>and minutes later, he was a sapling of a growing birch tree. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She planted the sapling in Druids Wood in a clearing wide and open, <br>Alfred was of course missed, and at first his wife was heartbroken, <br>but after several days her love potion wore off and she didn’t care, <br>she fell in love and ran away with a man from the Goose Fair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pregnant woman of magic, charms, love potions and spells <br>gave birth to her baby who was blessed with the gift to foretell. <br>On Diana’s sixteenth birthday on the very first day of May <br>she was to be the May Queen, and it was to be her day. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sixteen year old birch tree in the wood clearing that once stood so tall <br>was cut down, trimmed and carried, and placed outside the town hall. <br>With coloured ribbons and flowers attached, it was firmly fixed in the ground <br>and was ready for The May Queen and the young people to dance around. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alfred did not know his daughter had been crowned The May Queen <br>until mother and daughter together had made themselves seen. <br>Dancing, laughing and joking, they both kissed the Maypole, <br>and the tree began weeping from its fresh knot holes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a><div class=q>
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