<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=78671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beltane</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you ever stood in the april wood<br>And called the new year in? <br>While the phantoms of three thousand years fly<br>As the dead leaves spin? <br>Theres a snap in the grass behind your feet<br>And a tap upon your shoulder.<br>And the thin wind crawls along your neck ---<br>Its just the old gods getting older.<br>And the kestral drops like a fall of shot and<br>The red cloud hanging high ---<br>Come --- a beltane.<br>Have you ever loved a lover of the old elastic truth? <br>And doted on the daughter in the ministry of youth? <br>Thrust your head between the breasts of the fertile innocent.<br>And taken up the cause of love, for the sake of argument.<br>Or while the kisses drop like a fall of shot<br>From soft lips in the rain ---<br>Come --- a beltane.<br>Happy old new year to you and yours.<br>The suns up for one more day, to be sure.<br>Play it out gladly, for your cards marked again.<br>Have you walked around your parks and towns so knife-edged orderly? <br>While the fires are burned on the hills upturned<br>In far-off wild country.<br>And felt the chill on your window sill<br>As the green man comes around.<br>With his walking cane of sweet hazel --- brings it crashing down.<br>Sends your knuckles white as the thin stick bites.<br>Well, its just your groaning pains.<br>Come --- a beltane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Jethro Tull - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=78671" data-title="Beltane" data-description="Have you ever stood in the april wood And called the new year in? While the phantoms of three thousand years fly As the dead leaves spin? Theres a snap in the grass behind your feet And a tap upon your shoulder. And the thin wind crawls along yo..."></div> </div> </div>

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