Traditional Highland Invocation
Modified - Womyn Only
The Invocation of the Graces
I bathe my palms in showers of wine,
In the lustral fire, in the seven elements,
In the juice of rasps, in the milk of honey:
And I place the nine pure choice graces
In the fair fond face:
The grace of form, the grace of voice,
The grace of fortune, the grace of goodness,
The grace of wisdom, the grace of charity,
The grace of choice maidenliness,
The grace of whole-souled loveliness,
The grace of goodly speech.
Dark is yonder town, dark are those therein,
Thou art the white swan, going in among them,
Their hearts are under thy control
Their tongues are beneath thy sole,
Nor will they ever utter word to give thee offence.
Thine is the skill of the fairy woman
Thine is the virtue of Brid the calm,
Thine is the grace of Maeri the mild,
Thine is the tact of the woman of Greece,
Thine is the beauy of Emir the lovely,
Thine is the tenderness of Darthula delightful,
Thine is the courage of Maebh the strong,
Thine is the charm of Binne-Bheul.
Thou art the door of the chief of hospitality,
Thou art the surpassing star of guidance
Thou art the step of the deer upon the hill,
Thou art the step of the steed upon the plain
Thou art the grace of the swan swimming,
Thou art the loveliness of all lovely desires.
All to bestow on thee their affection and their love.
Slainte'! So mote it be.
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