who let fly your lovely hair
to go down to Carterhaugh
for young Tam Lin is there
Janet tied her kirtle green
above her knee and not below
and she's gone to carterhaugh
just as fast as she can go
She's come to the roses growing wild
she's pulled a single one
when a wild young man appears
and cries 'O, lady, let alone!
'How dare you pull my roses out,
How dare you break my tree
How dare you run in these green woods
Without asking leave of me?'
Says Janet fair 'this wood's my own
My father gave it me
And I can pluck myself a rose
Without asking leave of thee.'
Bold as brass, he takes her hand
and color rises to her skin
She looks the young man in the eye
and knows him now for young Tam Lin.
(Tricky Pixie)
I went to FaerieCon last weekend, and all I want is to go back. I can't stop listening to the music I heard there, and talking like I belong among the Wild Fae and not among mortals. I dream of faeries, dancing nymphs, fantasy, carousels and gypsies. Hopefully, I will have quite a bit of work inspired from this up fairly soon. In the meantime, anyone who wants to listen to anything hypnotizing, I recommend several songs by Tricky Pixie:
-Taglio
-Carousel
-Tam Lin
-Mushroom Song
-Water's In The Hole











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Dulce et decorum est pro Patria mori...
Make it Work!
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Dulce et decorum est pro Patria mori...
Make it Work!
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I AM LARDO, QUEEN OF PROCRASTINATION!!!
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Dulce et decorum est pro Patria mori...
Make it Work!
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I AM LARDO, QUEEN OF PROCRASTINATION!!!
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And especially the colors
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You see things; and you say, "Why?"
But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
-G B Shaw
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