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“They hanged a felon from this tree;
He swung from that there bough.
And as he twitched, he voided pee.
A mandrake grows there now.”
I looked at my companion’s eye;
He sideways glanced at mine,
“‘Tis likely one of us shall die
When we undermine
Mandragora, mandragora,
When the demon screams,
For one shall die, and one shall live,
And one shall have foul dreams.”
His misty breath rose from his hood,
His hound slunk at his knee.
The moonlit, silhouetted wood
Of the hanging tree
Cast its shade upon the place
Where foetid things must grow,
And thrice in circles did he pace,
And chanted, grim and low:
“Mandragora, mandragora,
When the demon screams,
One shall die, and one shall live,
And one shall have foul dreams.”
He grabbed the tail of the hound
And tied it to the plant;
The cur a-cringing on the ground
Began to whine and pant.
From sackcolth he unwrapped a bone
And held it for the hound,
And from the plant there rose a moan.
I quailed at the sound:
“Mandragora, mandragora,
When the demon screams,
One shall die, and one shall live,
And one shall have foul dreams.”
And then the moan became a howl
Most horrible to hear,
And every badger, every owl
Fled the glade for fear,
And when the howl became a screech
I fell down to my knees
All gods and spirits to beseech;
It faded by degrees.
“Mandragora, mandragora,
When the demon screams,
One shall die, and one shall live,
And one shall have foul dreams.”
Beneath the moon, the root gleams pale,
‘Tis like unto a man.
But who shall live to tell this tale
If tell this tale he can?
Three of us wait for the dawn
And one of us must die,
But which will rue that he was born—
My friend, his dog, or I?
-Giles Watson

My Interests

The Owl and the Birds

An Owl, in her wisdom, counseled the Birds that when the acorn first began to sprout, to pull it all up out of the ground and not allow it to grow. She said acorns would produce mistletoe, from which an irremediable poison, the bird-lime, would be extracted and by which they would be captured.

The Owl next advised them to pluck up the seed of the flax, which men had sown, as it was a plant which boded no good to them.

And, lastly, the Owl, seeing an archer approach, predicted that this man, being on foot, would contrive darts armed with feathers which would fly faster than the wings of the Birds themselves.

The Birds gave no credence to these warning words, but considered the Owl to be beside herself and said that she was mad. But afterwards, finding her words were true, they wondered at her knowledge and deemed her to be the wisest of birds.

Hence it is that when she appears they look to her as knowing all things, while she no longer gives them advice, but in solitude laments their past folly.

Aesop's Fables

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My Blog

Dartmoor Folk Song

Dartmoor Folk Song Oak-logs will warm you well, That are old and dry; Logs of pine will sweetly smell But the sparks will fly. Birch-logs will burn too fast, Chestnut scarce at all; Hawthorn-logs are...
Posted by Owls Herbals on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 10:25:00 PST

Phoenix Rising

Greetings everyone, the long hibernation is over and a fresh form arises from the ashes.  So there are some major changes, after a long meditation and heeding the whispers from a certain spirit g...
Posted by Owls Herbals on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 11:02:00 PST