Yule On the tall green tree we have hung the little golden masks of Bacchus, the many little grins glinting and sparkling, ‘oscilla ex alta suspendent mollia pinu’, waving amulets from the tall pine, as did the roman soldiers, revering ‘the cedar in its bravery’, the sacred, ever-green, ever-living pole, recalling in winter dark that […]
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