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Leather
“
Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more then my sex
I can scream as loud as your last one
But I can't claim innocence
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weather
Hand me my leather
I could just pretend that you love me
The night would lose all sense of fear
But why do I need you to love me
When you can't Hold what I hold dear
Oh God
Could it be the weather
Oh God
Why am I here
If love Isn't forever
And it's not the weathe
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A modern woman sees a piece of linen, but the mediaeval woman saw through it to the flax fields, she smelt the reek of the retting ponds, she felt the hard rasp of the hackling, and she saw the soft sheen of the glossy flax. Man did not see 'just leather', he saw the beast - perhaps one of his own - and knew the effort of slaughtering, liming and curing.
Communities were smaller and whether our man lived on the outskirts of some feudal system, had escaped from it, or was entirely isolated, he wo
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― Land of England: English Country Customs Through the Ages
― Land of England: English Country Customs Through the Ages
