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Among the South Slavs, a girl will dig up the earth from the footprints of the man she loves and put it in a flower-pot. Then she plants in the pot a marigold, a flower that's thought to be fadeless. And as its golden blossoms grow and bloom and never fade, so shall her sweetheart's love grow and never, never die.
— J. Frazer, "The Golden Bough"
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