e g r e g o r e s

"Graciously bestow upon all men felicity, the summit of which is the knowledge of the Gods." [Julian, Oration to the Mother of the Gods]

>in the bleak midwinter

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In the bleak midwinter,
frosty wind made moan,

earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone;

snow had fallen,
snow on snow,
snow on snow,

in the bleak midwinter,
long ago.

[Thanks to Hecate, for posting another version of this beautiful song and giving me the idea!]

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