Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"The groundhog is like most other prophets; it delivers its prediction and then disappears." -- Bill Vaughn

Blessed Imbolc and Happy Groundhog Day!

And for University of Dallas folks, another look at Groundhog Day:

"Quand je bois du vin clairet,
 Ami tout tourne, tourne, tourne, tourne,
 Aussi désormais je bois Anjou ou Arbois,
 Chantons et buvons, à ce flacon faisons la guerre,
 Chantons et buvons, les amis, buvons donc!
-- from "Tourdion (Quand je bois du vin clairet)", either written or collected by Pierre Attaignant (some sources list him as composer and/or lyricist; others merely credit him with popularizing the tune in his role as a music publisher or possibly creating an arrangememt of it -- ingjeb.org credits it, "Anonyme-publié en 1530 par Pierre Attaingnant")

Rough translation (with some liberties for scansion and probably some just plain errors 'cause my French is rusty):
 When I drink too much Claret
 My friend, everything spins round and round and round
 From now on I'll just drink wine from Anjou or Arbois
 Let's sing, and let us drink, wage war upon this bottle
 Let's sing, and drink, my friends, so come let us drink