Morning Open Thread: Bewitched

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Bewitched

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by Walter de la Mare

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I have heard a lady this night,

Lissom and jimp and slim,

Calling me — calling me over the heather,

‘Neath the beech boughs dusk and dim.

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I have followed a lady this night,

Followed her far and lone,

Fox and adder and weasel know

The ways that we have gone.

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I sit at my supper ‘mid honest faces,

And crumble my crust and say

Naught in the long-drawn drawl of the voices

Talking the hours away.

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I’ll go to my chamber under the gable,

And the moon will lift her light

In at my lattice from over the moorland

Hollow and still and bright.

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And I know she will shine on a lady of witchcraft,

Gladness and grief to see,

Who has taken my heart with her nimble fingers,

Calls in my dreams to me;

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Who has led me a dance by dell and dingle

My human soul to win,

Made me a changeling to my own, own mother,

A stranger to my kin.

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May your Halloween be something sweet, and something unexpected.

G’Morning MOTlies!

What are your plans for this Halloween?