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ALL HALLOWSThe doves are all resting in dark boweries I call to my love come away Quench the lamp it reminds me of day Come away, come away, There's no reason to stay. Come away. I will plait you a garland of damp forest leaves We will not be alone in the wild forest trees The Sabboth of Night comes as last We will dance in a ring on the grass We will dance in a ring and we'll merrily sing. Come away. We will dance for the man with the horns of a stag The bonfire burns brightly, my lover, don't lag We will drink from a free flowing cup With the wind and the flames we rise up With the wind and the flames we will rise to our games. Come away. The Lord that you know is the Lord of a day When children are laughing and light in their play Come away to the games of the night The darkness will hide us from sight And the Master we know is older than he of the day Come away, come away there's no reason to stay. Come away. We will dance in a ring and we'll merrily sing. Come away. With the wind and the flames we will rise to our games. Come away.
(C) Sonia Fricker Brock (1972) |
