Post by flyingwelshman on Oct 15, 2008 7:30:22 GMT 1
We'll raise our voices to Samhain Day
We'll drink of quenching cider sweet
And thanks our Lord and Lady Fair
For the golden harvest reaped.
Let's drink a toast to brethren passed
To autumn's wind and rain
Whilst spectral friends and ancestors
Join with us once again!
Rejoice! Rejoice! For our harvest gathered
For wheat and barley and corn
Ne're mind the days grow ever shorter
For come yule the Lord is reborn.
So let's store our grain for cold winter's days
To feed us on each frosty morn
Corn dollies swing in icy breezes
As the New Year begins to dawn.
Peter Nash
We'll drink of quenching cider sweet
And thanks our Lord and Lady Fair
For the golden harvest reaped.
Let's drink a toast to brethren passed
To autumn's wind and rain
Whilst spectral friends and ancestors
Join with us once again!
Rejoice! Rejoice! For our harvest gathered
For wheat and barley and corn
Ne're mind the days grow ever shorter
For come yule the Lord is reborn.
So let's store our grain for cold winter's days
To feed us on each frosty morn
Corn dollies swing in icy breezes
As the New Year begins to dawn.
Peter Nash