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CHAPTER III

SAMHAIN

On November first was Samhain ("summer's end").

"Take my tidings:

Stags contend;
Snows descend—

Summer's end!
"A chill wind raging,

The sun low keeping,
Swift to set

O'er seas high sweeping.
"Dull red the fern;

Shapes are shadows;
Wild geese mourn

O'er misty meadows.
"Keen cold limes each weaker wing,

Icy times—
Such I sing!

Take my tidings."

Graves:First Winter Song.

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