and we're about to be off!
Oct. 25th, 2012 11:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
incandescensWork's over for the day, and I think I mentioned everything in my precis to my line manager -- no, wait, I have remembered something I forgot, but it was not overly significant, so I will hope that counts as the something that always gets forgotten.
I am (mostly) packed. I have a rail ticket, I have plane tickets, and I have a taxi booked for tomorrow morning at 6.30am to get me to the station.
Fingers crossed.
See you soon,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flemmings, archangelbeth.
---
The Hag
The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride;
The Devil and she together:
Through thick, and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne'er so foul be the weather.
A thorn or a burr
She takes for a spur,
With a lash of a bramble she rides now;
Through brakes and through briars,
O'er ditches and mires,
She follows the spirit that guides now.
No beast for his food
Dare now range the wood,
But hush'd in his lair he lies lurking;
While mischiefs, by these,
On land and on seas,
At noon of night are a-working.
The storm will arise
And trouble the skies;
This night, and more for the wonder,
The ghost from the tomb
Affrighted shall come,
Call'd out by the clap of the thunder.
-- Robert Herrick
I am (mostly) packed. I have a rail ticket, I have plane tickets, and I have a taxi booked for tomorrow morning at 6.30am to get me to the station.
Fingers crossed.
See you soon,
flemmings, archangelbeth.---
The Hag
The Hag is astride,
This night for to ride;
The Devil and she together:
Through thick, and through thin,
Now out, and then in,
Though ne'er so foul be the weather.
A thorn or a burr
She takes for a spur,
With a lash of a bramble she rides now;
Through brakes and through briars,
O'er ditches and mires,
She follows the spirit that guides now.
No beast for his food
Dare now range the wood,
But hush'd in his lair he lies lurking;
While mischiefs, by these,
On land and on seas,
At noon of night are a-working.
The storm will arise
And trouble the skies;
This night, and more for the wonder,
The ghost from the tomb
Affrighted shall come,
Call'd out by the clap of the thunder.
-- Robert Herrick
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