Or 



WOODMYTH & FABLE 



And every year at Candlemas he reappears on earth, 

 For, as astronomers well know, a new 



conjunction's birth 

 Takes place that day among the stars, and 



settles for good reason 

 The kind of weather coming for the balance of 



the season. 

 Then if the sky is overcast with murky clouds 



and gray, 

 This is a sign of winter past and springtime on 



the way ; 

 But if, in air all frosty clear, the sun, unveiled 



and bright, 

 Should cast his shadow on the snow, he reads 



the sign aright, 

 And turns back to his 



peaceful cell, renews 



his meditation 

 For six hard weeks, which justifies 



his sage prognostication. 

 Then loud we sing the wise Wood- 

 chuck : he hides when 



storms are rife ; 

 He values only health and wits, 



hence his success in life. 



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