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Rabbit-like wraiths.

"The gourd has still its bitter leaves,
And deep the crossing at the ford.
I wait my lord.

The ford is brimming to its banks;
The pheasant cries upon her mate.
My lord is late.

The boatman still keeps beckoning,
And others reach their journey's end.
I wait my friend."

--Helen Waddell (translated from the Chinese; written B.C. 718) via

Play of mesh circles.

"In Paris the scholars seek the arts, in Orleans the authors, in Bologna codices, in Salerno gallipots, in Toledo demons--and nowhere good manners." --Helinard, qtd in The Wandering Scholars

Tidal Energy.