Hallowe'en
Bolt and bar the front door,
Draw the curtains tight;
Wise folk are in before
Moon-rise to-night.
Hallowe'en, Hallowe'en,
Chestnuts to roast,
A gift for the fairy,
A prayer for the ghost.
Who will have their fate told,
This night is known,
Whose hand is full of gold,
Who goes alone.
Hallowe'en, Hallowe'en,
Snapdragon blue,
A lover for me
And a fortune for you
Stars shiver blue and green,
Moon's wide and white;
There, tattered clouds between,
Witches take flight.
Hallowe'en, Hallowe'en,
Apples a-bob,
Elves at the key-hole
And imps on the hob.
"Twelve," calls the deep bell
To the hollow night.
"Twelve," whisper steeple tops
Far out of sight.
Hallowe'en, Hallowe'en,
Fires burn high.
Who shall say certainly,
Who can tell truthfully,
What solemn company
Passes through the sky?
-Molly Capes
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