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ghostly folk
ghosts evoke
ghosts of oaks
“Be a shadow in the dark
Erased and blanked you’ll fall apart
Be among be nothing else
Blessed be thee who lost yourself
No mistakes are ever made
Predestined you must let all instincts fade
Entrapment based within thee
But you will always blessed be”
–
lyrics from ‘Blessed Be’ by Entombed from the album ‘Clandestine’
Another folk-story is told of a nineteenth-century antiquarian who as a boy visited the island and met an old man in whose childhood people went to the stones secretly, especially at Midsummer and on May Day. ‘His parents had said that when they were children people went openly to the circle but the Ministers had forbidden all that – so now they went in secret for it would not do to neglect the stones…
And when the sun rose on Midsummer morning “Something” came to the stones walking down the great avenue heralding by the cuckoo’s call.’
