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Liz Woods
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A Little Holiday
Dear Friends I'm going to take a little blog holiday. We're moving house and my Mum needs a bit more care than she used to. Rather than be intermittent with my posts and it all turning into something of a chore. I'm going to lay the blog aside for a few wee...
Dear Friends I'm going to take a little blog holiday. We're moving house and my Mum needs a bit more care than she used to. Rather than be intermittent with my posts and it all turning into something of a chore. I'm going to ...
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30th January: Chinese New Year's Eve
O fan of white silk, clear as frost on the grass-blade, You also are laid aside.  'Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord' by  Ezra Pound (1885-1972) I was born on Chinese New Year's Day and so narrowly missed being a dragon - very auspicious, and am actually a s...
O fan of white silk, clear as frost on the grass-blade, You also are laid aside.  'Fan-Piece, For Her Imperial Lord' by Ezra Pound (1885-1972) I was born on Chinese New Year's Day and so narrowly missed being a dragon - v...
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Frost Fairs on the Thames
Behold the Liquid Thames frozen o’re, That lately Ships of mighty Burthen bore The Watermen for want of Rowing Boats Make use of Booths to get their Pence & Groats Here you may see beef roasted on the spit And for your money you may taste a bit There you ma...
Behold the Liquid Thames frozen o’re, That lately Ships of mighty Burthen bore The Watermen for want of Rowing Boats Make use of Booths to get their Pence & Groats Here you may see beef roasted on the spit And for your money ...
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Holy Innocents Day or 'Childermas'
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child, Bye, bye, lully, lullay. Lullay, thou little tiny Child, Bye, bye, lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do, For to preserve this day This poor youngling for whom we do sing Bye, bye, lully, lullay. Words from ‘The ...
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21 December: The Winter Solstice
Winter solitude-- in a world of one colour the sound of wind. 'Winter Solitude' by Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) It’s the winter
solstice. We are on the upward curve again and the light strengthens. What a
relief that must have been to our ancestors. It’s hard t...
Winter solitude-- in a world of one colour the sound of wind. 'Winter Solitude' by Matsuo Basho (1644-1694) It’s the winter solstice. We are on the upward curve again and the light strengthens. What a relief that must have ...
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13 December: St Lucy
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida e l'onda, prospero il vento. Venite all'agile barchetta mia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! (Traditional Neapolitan Song) It's St Lucy's day this week and I've celebrated her before. You can see that post here: http://...
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Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida e l'onda, prospero il vento. Venite all'agile barchetta mia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! (Traditional Neapolitan Song) It's St Lucy's day this week and I've celebrated her before. You...
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2nd February: Candlemas and Groundhog Day
' Where, woman, is thine offering- The debt of law and love?' 'My Babe a tender nestling is, And I the mother-dove.'  'A Pair Of Turtle-Doves: The Purification'  by John Bannister Tabb (1845-1909) What I remember of Candlemas as a child is my Dad telling me...
'Where, woman, is thine offering- The debt of law and love?' 'My Babe a tender nestling is, And I the mother-dove.'  'A Pair Of Turtle-Doves: The Purification'  by John Bannister Tabb (1845-1909) What I remember of Candlemas ...
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25th January: Holly Holy Day
Unhappy! shall we never more  That sweet militia restore,  When gardens only had their towers,  And all the garrisons were flowers;  When roses only arms might bear,  And men did rosy garlands wear? 'A Garden, Written after the Civil Wars' by Andrew Marvell...
Unhappy! shall we never more  That sweet militia restore,  When gardens only had their towers,  And all the garrisons were flowers;  When roses only arms might bear,  And men did rosy garlands wear? 'A Garden, Written after...
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6 January: The Baddeley Twelfth Day Cake
This greeting o'er, the ancient rule obey'd The Drama's homage by her herald paid, Receive our welcome too, whose every tone Springs from our hearts, and fair would win your own. The curtain rises--may our stage unfold Scenes not unworthy Drury's days of ol...
This greeting o'er, the ancient rule obey'd The Drama's homage by her herald paid, Receive our welcome too, whose every tone Springs from our hearts, and fair would win your own. The curtain rises--may our stage unfold Scenes...
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The Twelve Days of Christmas
'One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six ni...
'One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether i...
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13 December: St Lucy
Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida e l'onda, prospero il vento. Venite all'agile barchetta mia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! (Traditional Neapolitan Song) It's St Lucy's day this week and I've celebrated her before. You can see that post here: http://...
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Sul mare luccica l'astro d'argento. Placida e l'onda, prospero il vento. Venite all'agile barchetta mia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! (Traditional Neapolitan Song) It's St Lucy's day this week and I've celebrated her before. You...
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The St. Andrew's Day Service in Edinburgh.
Above the Crags that fade and gloom Starts the bare knee of Arthur's Seat; Ridged high against the evening bloom, The Old Town rises, street on street; With lamps bejewelled, straight ahead, Like rampired walls the houses lean, All spired and domed and turr...
Above the Crags that fade and gloom Starts the bare knee of Arthur's Seat; Ridged high against the evening bloom, The Old Town rises, street on street; With lamps bejewelled, straight ahead, Like rampired walls the houses lea...
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