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Angels Among Us Indeed

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Angels Among Us Indeed

Back in January 2017 I migrated to North Texas from the lowest regions of the state. It was a moment in time where I was at a crossroads of adult proportions, building the foundations for the next portion of my life. I have left behind another person, an immature version of myself whose behavior upon recollection, brings me horror. I don’t needlessly look back unless whatever was back there has threads of existence dogging me now. That’s how I know there’s more attrition that will take place. They say “forewarned is forearmed”. I’m not armed. Really all that means is I remain flexible in ways that count, to bend not break, be open to suggestions, integrate not separate, surrender. Attrition is defined as rubbing something off of a surface, or shedding extraneous casings, husk, if you will. It is also a military tactic where you defeat the flanks, wear them out until they give up. I prefer the rubbing version. It works for me. I also imagine seaweed draped across my arms and legs as I ascend from the ocean waves and I flick them off as I get to the sand, or just let them drop. Joy by attrition. (I have repeated this phrase in many articles here).

The Cancer Full Moon was still glowing silver rays when the next day I had let supreme hurts that I felt inside, rage in my world such that I couldn’t bear to be around anyone. I knew I was a porcupine and anyone who I spoke to was going to get it. So, I passed up on an important family function. I was distraught, not angry. I was afflicted with wounds, the mothers’ kind, the kind where her heart is full of sorrow for knowledge of separation from her child. It was very primal and I knew it was important, too. I was doing floor exercises for MFR (#jfbmfr) and my root and sacral chakras were so damaged from years of not being gentle with myself. This stuff wants to heal. It’s not pleasant at times but you know, the only way out is through. #joybyattrition Patience is key. Patience proves lovingness. Truly.

I cried all morning and finally fell asleep until late afternoon. At 5:30pm I suddenly woke up and looked up a community ad for rideshares in Austin. Austin is a happening city and you just never know. I decided I must find a ride up North. I have to be there at that gathering and I regretted my stubbornness. I really don’t let my mind derail me when impulses speak to me, like the one that gripped me at that moment. I emailed a few ads and got a response from one of them. I found a ride. He was turning around and coming 45 minutes in the other direction to pick me up. It was a large pickup truck hauling a small trailer. Halfway to the Oklahoma border, we drove right through the middle of Waco. They had built a huge stadium next to the freeway and used green colored lights. It was foggy…my ride and I are conversing. Hours and hours we talked and this sweet youngish guy was such an angel. I even said that to him at that point, as we are going over the bridge in Waco and the fog made the green lighting on the stadium light up the entire night sky in front of our eyes. It was like the Jetson’s (look it up). Another world in the ethers. He said “it’s funny you should say that because…well…I am an angel.” Okay, well, that was cool. I can handle that.

The ride seemed like a few minutes, not several hours and was successful. Since then, my climb out of the cave into the light has been an adventure I can’t describe. But I knew that is what I was doing and it was just okay. I called him a week later, but no more after that. I got texts from him occasionally in the winter but I had not even thought of him until today. Why? Well, because I have a new friend whose name is Angel and I had texted her. She didn’t respond so I talked to her and asked her if she got my texts. No. Oh. Huh? So, I called the number and asked if I could speak to Angel. Wrong number. Ok, now I am confused. OHHH. I got it mixed up. That “Angel” was the guy who had given me a ride in January when I was breaking through. I didn’t want to forget who he was so I programmed him in my phone as my angel but I forgot his name. I thought, “Oh, I should call him and let him know I am doing well and thanks for everything.” So, I called back. A young woman answers and is so kind and understanding but has no idea who I am referring to. I finally said, “That’s fine. Have a good night, sorry to bother you.”

I hung up…what’s this? I know people change their phone numbers a lot and maybe it was a wrong number but he may have just been an angel, for real and isn’t in this timeline now. Where ever you are, Angel, thanks for the ride, it really did help.

 

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What Does Your Transit Sound Like?

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In a previous article I spoke about this, I found the song of the Leo New Moon. Organ Grinder in Search Of Monkey

This lovely astrologer Barbara Goldsmith has just come out with more music and astrology facts. Enjoy!

 

Organ Grinder In Search Of Monkey

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This sounds fair. Leo is emanating as we speak.The Sun. And regal Regulus the Star.

Below I wanted to post this text to give a sample of a decent labor law. Regulus is here. Mars is going into Sagittarius taking no prisoners. I do not participate in politics, I am an academic. I offer this as a timely example of how this plays out. I think Mars is giving Saturn positive support, he’s the warrior for the king Regulus. Rock on Leo!

From the web:  “On the 29th of July a re-generated parliament (Regulus) came up with some structure (Saturn in Sagittarius) to harmonize within the country the foreigners, international labor laws.  “Ankara approved Thursday a new labor law specifying conditions under which foreigners can work in the country. According to the law, foreigners with long-term residence permits or work permits for at least eight years would now be able to apply for permanent work permits. Those with permanent work permits would be granted rights similar to Turkish citizens. However, they would not have the right to vote or get elected, work for civil service and do military service. Also, foreign students at Turkish universities would be allowed to work on condition that they get work permits from their employers. The Ministry of Labor and Social Security will also establish a system to meet foreign employment demands. An international labor head office within the Ministry of Labor and Social Security will also be established, according to the law.

I love astrology and we are in a beautiful position to soak in, TO RECEIVE, as a new moon is conducive to. What we are soaking in during this new moon is the upright energy of Regulus and the Leo Sun, and Mercury holding on the edge, Mars, stretching out the last bit of Scorpio.

So, I am writing a song. It was all too obvious and one of my very first experiences where my conscious mind was observing this songwriting process as a witness. I was comfortable and laughing because unusual, yes, like deja vu only in real time, you aren’t going back to anything, you are observing the present moment in parallel to the moment. Nice. Superpowers. Check.

Here is the song “bones” if you will. At first I wanted to lead with Mars which is B. But my progressions ended up in Saturn, one of which is F#. So, I fiddled with my charts looking for clues. Literally, I feel like a lock-picker.

“I’m just a puzzle soldier picking the locks”  Polina speaks of the New Moon – be small

Banging at the piano….sharpened pencil, clean paper, writing what appears to others as hieroglyphics, and suddenly, after a long period of silence, (I’m not kidding) my computer randomly plays in my playlist a practice tape I made for flamenco and pop rhumba style music. It is blazing along and I realize I am in that key, only it’s E not B. Okay, so I play along with my practice tape that I have looping and looping and I discover the Lead is The Sun, not Mars. The Sun, in line with Regulus is leading the parade followed by The Moon in shadow of this blazing spectacle. Then Mercury, who is SO READY to get into Virgo is expanding in his voice, he is third. Mars also holding at 29 degrees, resonates and leaves a yummy taste in your mouth. He is 4th not in dignity, but in the progression. This music I am writing and recording right now. I will upload the track when complete, today hopefully. You can hear what this new  moon sounds like. It is indeed beautiful harmonious music of the spheres lead by the Sun. Add to astrology forecasts what the key is. In other words, what is the frequency? I now can do this. Thank you ALL THAT IS.

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Thanks for reading. Creating the Sound of Leo New Moon in progress.

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Listen to Mimi! Chiron Retrograde

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Chiron retrograde now is a grand ending to my waning Chiron return, which was over the top! Just as Neptune retrograde is like the tarot card reversed, Chiron retrograde is a review of recently healed wounds which are healing over to functional state. I would think by Chiron Direct in December I will be 100%.  It was a very long process, 2 1/2 years. If you persevere, you will get through it. Keep on. It won’t kill you and the loss of the density  is palpable. It is at times a shock but in a good way, still a shock, you will change depending on the level of healing. Mine was super deep, of necessity, and I can climb out of the cave  that I have been in since February now that Chiron is in retrograde. It’s really amazing. I know it’s not DONE, but this part of the process I can say with a huge sigh of relief, it’s over now. I feel ready to stand up at least and shake off the residue, the minor sweat of the last few pulses.

The very last pulse was a few days ago. I will describe this experience because I knew I had mastered a lesson and the empowerment I felt by solving my problem without looking outside of myself, was quietly triumphant.

I have been very sensitive lately and having inspiration in nutrients for my triangle being. I began to feel outside the gates, outside the village, I could see but not touch. I swirled in a pool of potential and lightning strikes and thunder were frequent but dull. Like watching television, which I never do, but it felt like that, the zombie flotation simulator. But inside the pain was escalating, it would not be ignored. Flashes of injustices startled me and I had to look at it. Stare at it, damnit! I was afraid but the fear was blocking my well. I saw a deep well and I knew it was my own water, to love however I wanted to, to give it away and share more love wherein, the well was full again. But it is dark and lots of unknown to wonder about. Suddenly every little drop in the well mattered and I wanted to get to it and drink. But the pain…omg. Like a knife inside my heart squeezing the life force out of me. WHAT IS IT? WHAT DO YOU WANT? I broke. Hot salty tears flowing like damn burst and I knew I better act quick. My witnessing self was trying to help. I drew a long hot borax magnesium baking soda bath and I cried all my tears into the water until I was exhausted. Like I said, it’s over now. Here is a poem I got a few months ago and I keep coming back to it. It comforts me.

LOVE SUPREME

NOISE, it’s been played, had it’s heyday, it’s moment in the Sun.
White noise, scrambled eggs, gyro scope, deep well fills with water.
Here comes the water. It’s not just rain, it’s tears.
Oh, the horror of those years!
The factuals and actuals, fractals and spheres
The cover of darkness shattered by those tears.
Distorted words restored by lovers of truth with the sword wielded by the warriors of THE VIOLET FLAME.
The nervous nebulous sphere of trauma embodied in us…
BEHOLD! THE SPHERE TURNS TO GOLD!
The alchemy of music sweeping, calling on the Guardians, crying out to Joy, saying inside “It’s over now! You are safe! Be at peace!”
Love rushes in. Creative destruction is Love Supreme.

The new moon will be my COMPLETION cleansing. By my actual birthday which coincidentally is ON the Cancer Full Moon on the 19th of July, I will present myself to the world a changed woman, infinitely stronger and wiser, celebrating life in real time. so much love…

Video I-Ching Readings

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Video I-Ching Readings

Music Alchemy I Ching Readings

According to Carl Jung:

 “…it is not for the frivolous minded and immature; nor is it for intellectualists and rationalists. It is appropriate only for thoughtful and reflective people who like to think about what they do and what happens to them-a predilection not to be confused with the morbid brooding of the hypochondriac.” C.G.Jung page xxxiii Zurich 1949. On Page xxv he refers to a previous translation by Legge (p41) and refers to ” the “spiritual agencies” acting in a mysterious way, that make the yarrow stalks (or coins) give a meaningful answer. These powers form, as it were, the living soul of the book…a sort of animated being, the tradition assumes that one can put questions to the IChing and expect to receive intelligent answers.”xxvi

Book of Changes is similar to doing Tarot and Astrological Predictions. The archetypes are what is represented and according to the above description; there are spiritual agencies at work. The significant difference I think with I Ching is that it takes literally years if not decades to really “get” it. Even then, what you think you “got” had even deeper or more obvious, as the case may be, meaning. I am using these decades of study in this way. I would not offer it otherwise. I know a lot of readers are out there of all persuasions; tarot, astrological, angel cards, astro-tarot etc. You would assume that those who are offering these services for money actually are worth the effort to make the money pay the money and live with the reading. That’s what it boils down to. You must use discernment in all things even in hiring readers to give you the occult situations and hidden emotions that you need to know about. It isn’t for luxury or to find out the next fashion trend anymore. I think people know the times are serious and genuinely need some indication of what is going on so they can proceed intelligently.

This video on #25 Embroiling talks about this, that if your perception is off you will make mistakes. It’s so common it’s redundant, yet, how important!! Get a reading and find out what is happening in your world so you can know what are the most prudent actions to take. I wish everyone all the best. You can email me or find me on the various social media and blog sites. You tube comments will be responded to.

Mardi’s Triple Play

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Mardi’s Triple Play

Capricorn as Ascendant Aspirant

Capricorn, cardinal earth sign, struggles as life throws one obstacle after another into his path.  But everyday that he remains committed to the belief that he was born to succeed in a big way, his character is strengthened. There are, no doubt, many days when Capricorn’s light is barely flickering.

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Capricorn builds solid character through his commitment to keep going despite relentless pressure. By never giving up hope, he eventually makes success possible for himself and for the world.

Capricorn comes to be known for his integrity, achievements, and genuine sense of personal satisfaction.  Through his struggles, he comes to symbolize leadership, authority, work, self-discipline, self-sufficiency, and, most importantly, self-control. Capricorn is routinely challenged to stand alone and prove himself to himself. Once he passes that test, applause and external approval of any kind become meaningless in terms of the life decisions he makes.  Because he intends to succeed and because he knows that self-control is required, his behavior reflects his intentions, not his emotions.  Fear, anger, jealousy, and self pity do not motivate him.  Despite all pressures, he takes the next well-thought out step on his path to achievement.

As a Capricorn’s personal power over himself grows, and his knowledge widens, the possible paths he can choose to follow narrows, until ultimately he chooses nothing.  He simply does what he must do. What Capricorns frequently must do is to become a business owners, a captains of industry, prime ministers, archbishops,  chiefs of police, CEOs, or the supervisor.  Ultimately they must lead, as life has lead them to a place where following would betray everything they’ve become.

Cancer as Sun Heart-Mind

Cancer is a cardinal water sign.  Every water sign feels their way through life, but none feel as deeply as Cancer.  The crab with its hard outer shell protecting the delicate body within symbolizes Cancer’s need to protect her feelings.  It takes a long while for her to recover once her feelings are hurt.

Cancer is protective of her home and family.  She can be deeply attached to the past, interested in genealogy, preserving family albums, and keeping family members close.  Staying connected to her roots provides her with nourishment for her soul and a foundation for herself and her children.  Within her home she is stable and secure.

Cancers are ruled by the moon.  Their moods tend to fluctuate with lunar cycles confusing others and especially her self.  But Cancer rides the waves of those moods instinctively knowing that her inner life depends on staying connected to how she feels.  She has a deep need for emotional intimacy with a partner but fears the vulnerability that entails.  It’s a huge dilemma for a Cancer.  Trust is always an issue but walking around forever inside her hard protective shell starves her soul.  A committed relationship devoid of real intimacy is a bad compromise.

Cancer’s relationship with their mom and their children is an unusually strong bond.  Cancer moms care for the emotional needs of their children.  They feel what their children feel and can have a hard time letting go when it’s time for them to fly.   But they provide what their children need most even as it breaks their heart

Libra as Moon Emotional Intelligence

Libra is a cardinal air sign dedicated to peace, love, and the arts.  Libra exerts a soothing effect on the world.  Visually there is something very beautiful about her.  Her words are kind even when she is angry or attempting to get her way.  She is highly sensitive to her environment both visually and emotionally.  A piece of art wrongly placed, a cluttered corner, ugliness, harsh words, or conflict of any kind can feel like an assault on her nervous system and soul.  When it comes to balance and beauty she is highly sensitive and refined.

Libra’s sensitivity to harshness tempts her to avoid conflict and to accept peace at any price.  She tends to compromise when she should be asserting herself, to shut down when she should be speaking out.  Ironically one of Libra’s great strengths is resolving conflict through active participation.  She is very talented in her ability to understand both sides of any issue.  She can see the strengths and weaknesses of all arguments.  She is able to suggest solutions and compromises that all can agree on.  And she is able to deliver her suggestions with a style and grace that calms, soothes, and makes everyone feel that they’ve won.

In relationship, Libra requires a sense of equality with her partner.  Subservience or domination can never provide Libra with the sense of cooperation and inner peace that she requires.  Compromise works for her within limits.  Within a relationship, schedules, work division, and how she spends her free time can all be negotiated, but the essential nature of who she is can never be compromised.  If her partner challenges her core essence she has no choice but to “let the lines be drawn” and to fully participate in any battle that ensues. And she must win.

I don’t even need to say anything else. I feel like you have read my mail by reading these descriptions of the signs. There is no doubt in my mind, this is not random or even an intuitive reading. This is geometry and also music because the planets have frequencies and unique musical scores just like we do. They are within us and without. We don’t control either, we nurture within to keep our being in balance. If that’s the only thing I do, I am Golden. It is a self-sustaining machine otherwise. John Lennon was right; all we need is Love. Love is expressed wholly, in the tri-une manner expressed by our Ascendant, Sun and Moon signs. So, here is mine, a bit embarrassing only because the self-reveal isn’t that personal to you, but amplifies some things about myself I was self-conscious about not realizing it is a trait of my zodiac sign. How freeing! It’s not personal – ego-wise – at all. It’s by design and somehow acceptance is easier. It Just Is. Namaste. *notice on the Russian Zodiac Wheel my Sun Cancer is the numbers 432. There are no coincidences…have a great week! Mardi

*Holly RePenn Mosaic Astrologer

Practice Memory Song Meet The Muses

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Practice Memory Song Meet The Muses

Practice, Memory and Song were technology the Muses provided to humanity in order for us to learn History, Astronomy and Music for their delight and learning.

*References on this post are from information at theoi.com which is a wonderful resource for Greek Mythology

THE MOUSAI (Muses) were the goddesses of music, song and dance, and the source of inspiration to poets. They were also goddesses of knowledge, who remembered all things that had come to pass. Later the Mousai were assigned specific artistic spheres: Kalliope (Calliope – Harmony of Voice), epic poetry; Kleio (Clio), history; Ourania (Urania), astronomy; Thaleia (Thalia), comedy; Melpomene, tragedy; Polymnia (Polyhymnia), religious hymns; Erato, erotic poetry; Euterpe, lyric poetry; and Terpsikhore (Terpsichore), choral song and dance – from Theoi.com

Cicero, De Natura Deorum 3. 21 (trans. Rackham) (Roman rhetorician C1st B.C.) :
“Again the first set of Musae …the daughters of the second Jupiter – Ouranos (Uranus) …Melete (Practice), Mneme (Memory) Aode (Song).

Mneme seems to be the most basic of the names, this literally means memory. We all know what memes are. That is actually a re-introduction of a very old word. Mnemosyne, she was a Greek Titan Goddess but I believe the original Mousai were children of Gaia and Uranus. Either way, The Muses were responsible for Memory. And, if we need to reconnect to our memories then we should invoke the Muses. There were three known facets of Memory: Practice, Memorization, and Song. It is one pie with 3 pieces. These three pieces became a fractal and the nine were born or rather expanded upon as humanity learned. Since we have lost our way, it might be good to return to the basics of memory. Let’s talk about it. 

Arnobius, Against the Heathen 3. 37 (Roman Christian rhetorician C3rd A.D.) : 
“We are told by Mnaseas [Greek writer C3rd B.C.] that the Muses are the daughters of Tellus [Gaia the Earth] and Coelus [Ouranos, Heaven]

Homeric Hymn 4 to Hermes 428 ff (trans. Evelyn-White) (Greek epic C7th – 4th B.C.) :
“First among the gods he [Hermes, inventor of the lyre] honoured Mnemosyne, (mother of the Mousai (Muses), in his song; for the son of Gaia was of her following.”

Pindar, Nemean Ode 7. 12 ff (trans. Conway) (Greek lyric C5th B.C.) :

“If success crowns a man’s venture, sweeter then than honey the them he pours into the Moisai’s (Muses’) stream. But lacking the songs to praise them, the mightiest feats of valour can but find a sorry grave a deep darkness. But for fine deeds a mirror to establish, one way alone we know if Mnamosyna’s (Mnemosyne’s, Memory’s) shining diadem will grant recompense for their labours, in the glory of music on the tongues of men..

Greek Name Transliteration Latin Spelling Translation
Μελετη Meletê Melete Practice (meletê)
Μνημη Mnêmê Mnema Memory (mnêmê)
Αοιδη Aoidê Aoede Song (aoidê)

And  NOW the inverse:

THE RIVER-GOD LETHE

Orphic Hymn 85 to Hypnus (trans. Taylor) (Greek hymns C3rd B.C. to 2nd A.D.) :
“Thanatos (Death), and Lethe (Forgetfulness) with oblivious stream, mankind thy [Hypnos’] genuine brothers justly deem.”

LETHE (Lêthê), the personification of oblivion, is called by Hesiod (Theog. 227) a daughter of Eris. A river in the lower world likewise bore the name of Lethe.

Source: Dictionary of Greek and Roman Biography and Mythology.

SO NOW LETS LOOK AT A REAL MUSE (also called Mousa)

HER NAME IS SAPPHO

Sappho played a citharamofasappho
sappho rightand her words speak louder than the images…

Peer of the gods, the happiest man I seem Sitting before thee, rapt at thy sight, hearing Thy soft laughter and they voice most gentle, Speaking so sweetly. Then in my bosom my heart wildly flutters, And, when on thee I gaze never so little, Bereft am I of all power of utterance, My tongue is useless. There rushes at once through my flesh tingling fire, My eyes are deprived of all power of vision, My ears hear nothing by sounds of winds roaring, And all is blackness. Down courses in streams the sweat of emotion, A dread trembling o’erwhelms me, paler than I Than dried grass in autumn, and in my madness Dead I seem almost.

He seems to me equal to the gods that man whoever he is who opposite you sits and listens close to your sweet speaking and lovely laughing — oh it puts the heart in my chest on wings for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me no: tongue breaks and thin fire is racing under skin and in eyes no sight and drumming fills ears and cold sweat holds me and shaking grips me all, greener than grass I am and dead — or almost I seem to me. But all is to be dared…
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.Cyprus… …The herald Idaios came…a swift messenger …and the rest of Asia…unwilting glory (kleos aphthiton). Hektor and his companions led the dark-eyed luxuriant Andromache from holy Thebes and…Plakia in ships upon the salty sea. Many golden bracelets and purple garments…, ornaments with many different patterns, countless silver cups and ivory. Thus he spoke. And his dear father quickly leapt up. And the story went to his friends through the broad city. Straightaway the Trojans joined mules to smooth-running carriages, And the whole band of women and…maidens got on. Separately, the daughters of Priam… And the unmarried men led horses beneath the chariots and greatly…charioteers… [ [ [ …like the gods …holy set forth into Troy… And the sweet song of the flute mixed… And the sound of the castanets, and then the maidens sang a sacred song and a wondrous echo reached the heavens… And everywhere through the streets… Mixing bowls and cups… And myrrh and cassia and frankincense were mingled. And the older women wailed aloud. And all the men gave forth a high-pitched song, calling upon Paon [Apollo] the far-darter who is skilled in the lyre, to sing of Hektor and Andromache, like to the gods [theoeikelois].

According to my weeping: it and all care let buffeting winds bear away.

…the sweet sounding flute and cithara were mingled and sound of castanets, sweetly the maidens sang a holy song, and a marvelous echo reached the sky …

…surpasses all the stars. And her light stretches over salt sea equally and flowerdeep fields. And the beautiful dew is poured out and roses bloom and frail chervil and flowering sweetclover. But she goes back and forth remembering gentle Atthis and in longing she bites her tender mind…

Atthis, our loved Mnasidica dweels at far- off Sardis, but she often sends her thoughts hither, thinking how once we used to love in the days when she thought thee like a glorious goddess, and loved thy song the best. And now she shines among the dames of Lydia as after sunset the rosy-fingered moon beside the stars that are about her, when she spreads her light o’er briny sea and eke o’er flowery field, while the good dew lies on the ground and the roses revive and the dainty anthrysc and the honey-lotus with all its blooms. And oftentime when our beloved, wandering abroad, calls to mind her gentle Atthis, the heart devours her tender breast with the pain of longing; and she cries aloud to us to come thither; and what she says we know full well, thou and I, for Night, the many-eared, calls it to us across the dividing sea.

Evening, thou that bringst all that bright morning scattered, thou bringst the sheep, the goat, and the child back to its mother.

Hadst thou wished for things good or noble and had not thy tongue formed evil speech, shame would not have shown from they eyes, but thou hadst spoken frankly about it.

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