minstrel: A Hymn in Mourning

[E. Howard-Wroth]

Your Grace, 
	I missed our coronation due to sick children, but it was
sung once again by Lady Eilidh and I hear from my lord husband (aka Herald)
that there was not a dry eye in the house.  Caid thanks you for the gift
of sharing that you give and the gift of your heart.

best,
Astridhr
(hugs to Eilis)
:)


> Hello all --
>    The following is a hymn which I wrote which recently got finished.
> It has original music which I will be glad to share with anyone who emails
> me and tells me whether they would prefer .mid  .wav  or .nwc (I will 
> also FAX sheet music if you wish.) It was debuted at GWW-III. I share
> it with you all as we approach the dark of the year. (The _ marks indicate
> extension of a syllable over two notes in the tune.)
> 
> 
>      A Hymn 
>            – Frederick of Holland (1999)
> 
> CHORUS:
> Hold fast to kin, cleave to your friends,
> All on that day when dark descends. 
> They'll bring you light when you have none
> And lead you back into the sun
> 
> In Springtime the _days are merry and bright 
> Yet Death will call _clouds that rob you of light 
> In the bright days of Spring Death will bring a friend low
> And away from the light into darkness you'll go
> 
> CHO:
> 
> In Summer the _days are hot and they're long 
> The warm nights are _brief and filled with our song.
> On a hot Summer's day, Death will take a young bride 
> And you'll stand, with eyes staring, and in darkness bide.
> 
> CHO:
> 
> In Autumn the _days are shorter and chill
> The night-time lasts longer in woods and on hill.
> Yet more dark and more cold than long nights in the Fall
> Is the darkness Death brings you, when he comes to call.
> 
> CHO:
> 
> In Winter though _cold and darkness do reign 
> We know that the Springtime will come round again 
> Death will take that bright blessing from leader or peer 
> And will wrap you in darkness that counts not the year.
> 
> CHO:
> 
> Death counts not the season, nor cares that you care
> But kinfolk and friends will hold you from despair
> They will gather around you in your darkest night
> And will comfort and guide you again to the light
> 
> Hold fast to kin, cleave to your friends,
> All on that day when dark descends. 
> They'll bring you light when you have none
> And lead you back into the sun.
> 
>   =======================
> As always, "this is copyright 1999 by Frederick J. Hollander".
> Sing it at bardic circles or to yourself and that's fine. If you
> want to try to make money off it, we have to have a talk about sharing.
>   ======================
> 
>    *   *   *    Frederick of Holland, MSCA, OP, OL, etc.
>   *|* *|* *|*   flieg at socrates.berkeley.edu        
>  |===========|   
>   (((Flieg Hollander, Chemistry Dept., U.C. Berkeley)))
>  ====================== Old Used Duke  =====================
>  [All subjects of the Crown are equal under its protection.]
> 
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