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Blooms of hair, shimmers and starlight, Face of dream, gathers in lighted loom, Wakes of morn, spotty forest fawn, child To magi moon, maid of golden orchards, Of faraway seas, world opened vastness, Temptress of foreign fruits and the giving Sun, where blue, blood oranges old, ripen, The dark vines grape of ancient olive, red Lamb and wine. What enchanted lands are you made of? Where the diving seas of dolphin, sponge And whirlpool weave, wherein Gods must Have loved and making you, left this earth In beauty and peace, burnished with dream.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
Fand
Blooms of hair, shimmers and starlight, Face of dream, gathers in lighted loom, Wakes of morn, spotty forest fawn, child To magi moon, maid of golden orchards, Of faraway seas, world opened vastness, Temptress of foreign fruits and the giving Sun, where blue, blood oranges old, ripen, The dark vines grape of ancient olive, red Lamb and wine. What enchanted lands are you made of? Where the diving seas of dolphin, sponge And whirlpool weave, wherein Gods must Have loved and making you, left this earth In beauty and peace, burnished with dream.
Fand (pronounced: fawned) is an early Irish sea goddess. Her name is translated as "Pearl of Beauty". She is seen as the most beautiful of goddesses.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
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