WHERE DWELLS MY LOVER?





Steal out unobserved at midnight; plucking a small lock of hair from

your head, cast it to breeze. Whatever direction it is blown is

believed to be location of future matrimonial partner.



"I pluck this lock of hair off my head

To tell whence comes the one I shall wed.

Fly, silken hair, fly all the world around

Until you reach the spot where my true love is found."





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