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The Lady`s Three, The Fates
Daughters of fair Goddess Night
Three aspects of the moon in flight
The Moerae, phases of thy lunar dates
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Nigh the hearth, uxoriuos, I stand
Feeling heat redouble, by Her hand
Night fires burn, this Hibernal Esbat
Her strength at it`s zenith, empery sat
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Great Prophetess of The Lakota Nation
I see you
At the apex of The Black Hills
I hear you
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At ‘r lacustrine shrine She sharpens Her father’s falchion
He was once a Great Druid of Her people (he was my teacher)
For he has long since been in Annwn; land of Tir na Nog
Land of The Young; yet to be reborn of Cerridwen’s Cauldron
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Blest Daughters of Eurynome, I verily laud
The Lovelys, art, thee three
Achaeans, Argives, and Danaans, behold
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Naif art thou, who wouldst rebuff the Sacred Feminine
Ah! To tarry aside the Ant Hill; be’t blissful ambrosia?
Methinks it so
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(tuned down 1 full step)

(Em, A7)
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Oh Tara, sweet Tara, once Teamhair, in sufferage and dree
Departed The Levant, for Eire, upon the high seas
Nebuchadnezzar hath miraded thy lands
With warring bands
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The Lady Muses, nine thou be
Comely, wise, I see such beauty, thine
Daughters of Mnemosyne`s Shrine
Titaness of Memory, Daughters of Gaea
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From velleity
Olympians pilfered thy perogative
For The Water Vessel is thine
Seized from thy slender hands
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11.

Author’s Note (revised)

Author’s Introduction
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Oh! Titaness Metis
Fourth Day Belongs to thee
Thy Planet, now hodden by Mercury
Wisdom thou entice
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Demeter, Horse Goddess of moonlit night
The Cornfield Muse neath starbound light
Mother to Core, The Maiden Queen
Nicippe Her priestess, in groves o` green
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My heart yearns for thee
Surpassing mere velleity
I weep, as thou hast left
Returning to the Avalon
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When malevolent Rome turned hungry eyes on Britannia
Tears hath fell, from Briga and sweet Dana
A Daughter sent they, thither from their skys
Breaca, Queen Warrioress of The Iceni Tribe
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At eventide, on Day of Mothers, I shall think of thee
Whilst tarrying at the rill
Or nigh the fairest lea
In Selene`s Moonlight still
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A folly lad, once thy knew
Devoid of sense was he
Ye, saw his heart, and threw
His facade, thy eyes could see
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On north side of The Black Sea, where The Boreas Winds blew
In ancient days was a Queen, Warrioress of Scythia, all knew.........
Renowned for Her prowess and Wisdom in fight
`Scathach`, Her name, was Queen of brave might
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In the beginning, their was 'She'
Creatress of Earth, Life and Sea
Leafy Quince, She put on boughs of Trees
And Apples, Figs and all thou please
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A bantling carrys She
In it`s nascent form
Mother, She to be
Progenitor, of this soul reborn
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The Fates

The Lady`s Three, The Fates
Daughters of fair Goddess Night
Three aspects of the moon in flight
The Moerae, phases of thy lunar dates

First by name is Clotho
'Spinner of the Thread of Life'
Maiden fate of waxing light
Lissom love not doleful

The second Fate by name, Lachesis
'The measurer of Life`s Thread Length'
The burnished white, in full moon`s strength
Nymph fate of sanguine blood is

The third Fate by name, Atropos
'The cutter of The Thread'
The crone Fate of the dead
The waning moon, sends Banshee`s of apropos

Zeus`s folly claim, of siring these Fates three
And command of thy delegations
His mendacity, met him relegation
For even he, couldst not flee, The Fates that be

Oh! Parthenogenous Daughters
Of great Lady Necessity
The Strong Fate o`er land, sky and sea
I`ll await, The White Robed Fates, when my time abates

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