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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
I Still Think That "My Love Rode By With Sun-Stained Feet" May Be The Sexiest Thing, Ever
World's Wedding by Emerald Rose
As poppies fired the nut-brown wheat
My love rode by with sun-stained feet
With a longing call and horse hooves fleet
I followed her laughter all a summer morn
But, oh, from a distant palace of shade
I heard the rune of my nature played
I strained to listen and lost the maid
And walked the world forlorn
When the circle green was brown with leaves
My love rode by as one that grieves
I left my stand within the sheaves
And followed her weeping all an autumn noon
From beyond the sunset splashed with red
A circle weighed upon my head
I begged embrace but she had fled
Beyond the dawning moon
When the woods were covered with snow drifts deep
My love passed by as one asleep
I left the earth my horns to keep
And followed her dreaming all a winter's night
And all along the moonlit track
With thorny shadows printed black
I caught a scent and turned my back
And lost my life's delight
Maiden of the secret well
I strain for you, yearning
From upon the oak throne quivering
Mistress of the horned moon
I pain for you, burning
Underneath the blue stone shivering
I need you, I need you, I need you....
When heather primed the morning air
My love arose, and I was there
A thousand flowers in her hair
And in her eyes was the Wheel of Time
Reached for her hand, I did not miss
Combining all this diverse bliss
Forged together in one single kiss
We made the world one in rhyme
Based on the poem by Alfred Noyes
Picture found here.
Yes!
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful song. I didn't realise it was based upon a poem though-thank toy for that.
Love,
Terri in Joburg
..err...thank you for that, that is!
ReplyDeleteTerri
Love the poem, but want to thank you for your comment on Eschaton yesterday. Well said.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for this poem by a poet unknown to me. I have had a weepy couple of days and this poem just lifted me up.
ReplyDeleteThese lyrics are so enticing, I just had to hear Emerald Rose sing them. Oh, what a treat. And to my everlasting delight, I found (by following your link to the Emerald Rose website) their song, "A Fairy Stole My Keys," which made me laugh myself silly.
ReplyDeleteI'll be nicking these lovely lyrics for my own blog, with a track-back to yours, of course (!), along with some of the interesting information I learned about this Celtic folk rock group.
Nice find, Hecate; sexy lyrics and rocking music -- what's not to love? Thanks!
Oh WOW. Thanks!
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