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witch_hilary
Name: witch_hilary
Location: Our World
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Mon, 06 Apr 2009
Membership: Contributor



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Hi. im Hilary. Im not an expert at witchcraft but im pretty experienced because most of my family are wiccans. my sister is witch_brooke and my brother is tarryn_spell. my cousins are wiccan_nari, witch_arden, xXnalaXx, and miriko.

here is a poem i liked:

Though the day of my destiny's over,

And the star of my fate hath declined,

Thy soft heart refused to discover

The faults which so many could find;

Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted

It shrunk not to share it with me,

And the love which my spirit hath painted

It never hath found but in thee.

Then when nature around me is smiling,

The last smile which answers to mine,

I do not believe it beguiling,

Because it reminds me of thine;

And when winds are at war with the ocean,

As the breasts I believed in with me.

If their billows excite an emotion,

It is that they bear me from thee.

Though the rock of my last hope is shivered,

And its fragments are sunk in the wave,

Though I feel that my soul is delivered

To pain-it shall not be its slave.

There is many a pang to pursue me;

They may crush, but they shall not contemn;

They may torture, but shall not subdue me;

'Tis thee that I think-not of them.

Though human, thou didst not deceive me;

Though woman, thou didst not forsake;

Though loved, thou forborest to grieve me;

Though slandered, thou never couldst shake;

Though trusted, thou didst not disclaim me;

Though parted, it was not to fly;

Though watchful, 'twas not to defame me;

Nor mute, that the world might belie.

Yet I blame not the world, nor despise it,

Nor the war of the many with one-

If my soul was not fitted to prize it,

'Twas folly not sooner to shun:

And if dearly that error hath cost me,

And more then I once could foresee,

I have found that whatever it lost me,

It could not deprive me of thee.

From the wreck of the past, which hath perished,

Thus much I at least may recall:

It hath taught me that which I most cherished

Deserved to be dearest of all.

In the desert a fountain is springing,

In the wide waste ther still is a tree,

And a bird in the solitude singing,

Which speaks to my spirit of thee.


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