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HONEYSUCKLE.—The Honeysuckle, or Woodbine (Lonicera), is so called on account of the honey-dew found so plentifully on its foliage. Originally, the word Honeysuckle was applied to the Meadow Clover (Trifolium pratense), which is still so called in the Western Counties. French Honeysuckle (Hedysarum coronarium) is a foreign forage-plant.

  • Caprifolium, a specific name of the Honeysuckle, was poetically used by old botanists because the leaf, or rather the stem, climbs over high places where goats fear not to tread: hence the plant is sometimes called by country folks, Goat’s-leaf. One of its French names, also, is Chèvrefeuille, which country patois abbreviates to Cherfeu, or Dear Flame: hence the plant is presented by ardent lovers to their sweethearts as an intimation of the state of their affections.
  • The French are fond of planting Honeysuckle in their cemeteries, and Alphonse Karr describes it as a plant which seems to devote itself to the tomb, the most magnificent bushes being found in cemeteries. He further says: “There is a perfume more exciting, more religious, even than that of incense; it is that of the Honeysuckles which grow over tombs upon which Grass has sprung up thick and tufted with them, as quickly as forgetfulness has taken possession of the hearts of the survivors.”
  • In olden times, consumptive invalids, or children suffering from hectic fever, were thrice passed through a circular wreath of Woodbine, cut during the increase of the March moon, and let down over the body from head to foot. We read of a sorceress, who healed sundry women, by taking a garland of green Woodbine, and causing the patient to pass thrice through it: afterwards the garland was cut in nine pieces, and cast into the fire.
  • Woodbine appears to have been a favourite remedy with Scotch witches, who, in effecting magical cures passed their patients (generally) nine times through a girth or garland of green Woodbine.
  • In Lower Germany, the Honeysuckle is called Albranke, the witch snare.
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Honeysuckle - Shadow Dance (Official Music Video)

Holly McGarry: vox, guitar
Chris Bloniarz: vox, mandolin, bass, keys
Benny Grotto: drums, percussion

In loving memory of Bill Bosshard
Copyright Honeysuckle Entertainment LLC 2023

LYRICS:

Death is sewn to our feet like a shadow
The tragic grace as we waltz to our life’s song
Pirouet down the streets of your hometown

No use trying to pretend
‘Cause we all live with the end

When I die wipe my prints from the fretboard
Unbraid all of the words from my songs
Cast my bones in lake Pend Oreille’s shallows

And don’t let me hang around
‘Cause the dead tend to bring the mood down

[Chorus]
I could never be someone else
Light casts a shadow dance, shadow dance
The night falls with one last chance
And I thought you’d never ask, never ask

Somewhere there’s a great tower of records
Triumphs, trials and ultimate failures
Things you said at inopportune moments

That’s the life you have led
The fates boil you down to a thread

Pearly gates or if reincarnation
When my life hits the last stop at the station
I will savor every emotion

Though we all live with regrets
It was a life well spent

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