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I will kindle this fire under the eyes of the Tuatha De Danann under the eyes of Brigit daughter of the Dagda, under the eyes of Aedh the bright one. Without fear, jealousy or malice of any kind to anyone under the sun, but with the light of the Goddess to protect me. Goddess of the sun, kindle within me a fire of generosity and love to all: To my friends, my kindred, my foes and kindle within me a fire of bravery, eloquence and generosity of truth, strength and wealth, of beauty, charm and grace, so that I may inspire with my words. May this fire be blessed in the eyes of the Ancient but ever-present Gods.

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O Lady of the darkest soul of night Mother of Midnight, Ancient Shadow Queen Bringer of Visions, give to me the sight To see the sacred in all living things. And in cold death, still beauty may I see When You take back into Yourself the beauty that was me. O great Hecate, beneath Your waning moon I stand dark-hooded on the shadowed road and face three choices, though all roads lead to You All stories end at last, untold and told. O Crone of Wisdom, give to me the sight To see the dance within all things of darkness and of light. O Ancient Lady, Mistress of the Night You of three faces, Maiden, Mother, Crone Protector of Witches, dancing with delight On Your brown Earth, together or alone. Dark Mother Goddess, give to me the sight In death, in life, may I behold Your Mystery dark and bright. ~Rhiannon Asher

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by Edgar Allen Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow - You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if Hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amind the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand - How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep - while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?

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