Alzuna The forest of Alzuna hides a pool. Beside that pool, a shadowy tree up-towers. High on that tree, a bough most beautiful Bends with the fragrant burden of its flowers. Among those flowers a nest is buried deep. Warm in that nest, there lies a freckled shell. Packed in that shell, a bird is fast asleep. This is the incantation and the spell. For, when the north wind blows, the bird will cry, “Warm in my freckled shell, I lie asleep. The freckled shell is in the nest on high. The nest among the flowers is buried deep. The flowers are on a bough most beautiful. The bough is on a tree no axe can fell. The sky is at its feet in yonder pool. This is the incantation and the spell!” |
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