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Photo – “Last night ‘t was witching Hallowe’en,
Dearest; an apple russet-brown
I pared, and thrice above my crown
Whirled the long skin; they watched it keen;
I flung it far; they laughed and cried me shame–
Dearest, there lay the letter of your name.

Took I the mirror then, and crept
Down, down the creaking narrow stair;
The milk-pans caught my candle’s flare
And mice walked soft and spiders slept.
I spoke the spell, and stood the magic space,
Dearest–and in the glass I saw your face!

And then I stole out in the night
Alone; the frogs piped sweet and loud,
The moon looked through a ragged cloud.
Thrice round the house I sped me light,
Dearest; and there, methought–charm of my charms!
You met me, kissed me, took me to your arms!”

–OPPER: The Charms.
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By | October 31, 2018

“Last night ‘t was witching Hallowe’en,Dearest; an apple russet-brownI pared, and thrice above my crownWhirled the long skin; they watched it keen;I flung it far; they laughed and cried me shame–Dearest, there lay the letter of your name.Took I the mi…