(poem by: Kenny Klien )
Yule
Amongst the oak and holly leaves
The wren and robin sat between
"Come", the wren croaked, "I shall sing
A song of winter cold".
"My brother is the far-flung crow
The black death-watch upon the snow
The swordless Horned One to him goes
When Autumn sun wanes cold."
"My Sister of Dark Night is queen
The hag that lives the moons between
Her womb is barren now of seed
Her lover grey and old".
"And where have you been, robin brother?
Gone to see your white-breast mother?
The white snow covers up her bowers,
She's taken her home of old".
Amidst the oak and holly leaves
The robin silent sat between
Until with sweet voice, calmly
He began a merry song.
"Long has my White-Crow Mother been
With your brother, Black Winged Bran
Until her belly stirs within
As Yuletide sun grows strong."
"And now at sunrise, silent stark,
Between the days and the Winter dark
Rekindled is The Fire's spark
The Oak King sounds the horn."
"In the forest's icy gleam
There goes a shadow, swiftly seen,
The holly and the oak between
The Green Man is reborn."
"So tell me truly, dark-eyed wren,
Where will you the Summer spend?
Until The Wheel is turned again
And Winter casts its thorn?"
But wren's reply was never got
By a golden arrow he'd been shot
And darkness died upon the spot
The holly and the oak between.
The Oak King is now berry-crowned
The Green Man, born the forest 'round
But the wren lays cold upon the ground
The holly and the oak between
And young lads on the darkest night
Their golden arrows swift in flight
Will sing until the morning bright
The sun to welcome in:
"The wren, the wren, the King of the birds,
On Yuletide Day was caught in the furze.
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the wren."
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Come Join us at the Knights Rest in cooperation with the Freehold of Roses presents our Yule gathering and party.
In addition to feasting, we will will have games and presents for all.
The Yule log will be set to blazing, providing a perfect setting for songs and stories. We will have special prizes for the best song or story presented on the subject of Giving.
Come dressed festive for the season and take part in our costume contest. Special prizes will be rewarded to our best male and female costumes.
Music, merriment, song and good cheer.
Come join us at this festive time of the year.
The fires are burning, our hearts all aglow.
Come join all your friends, and some friends yet to know.
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Details
Date-December 19th
Time-We will open the doors at 8 pm by the eastern skies
Place-Knights Rest Tavern in Aegis (first clearing south of the Yew Trammel Gate)
Story, song or poem contest-subject Giving. (no more then 5 minutes in length)
Costume contest-Prizes to best fest male and female costume.
Feasting-fine drinks and games
Yule
Amongst the oak and holly leaves
The wren and robin sat between
"Come", the wren croaked, "I shall sing
A song of winter cold".
"My brother is the far-flung crow
The black death-watch upon the snow
The swordless Horned One to him goes
When Autumn sun wanes cold."
"My Sister of Dark Night is queen
The hag that lives the moons between
Her womb is barren now of seed
Her lover grey and old".
"And where have you been, robin brother?
Gone to see your white-breast mother?
The white snow covers up her bowers,
She's taken her home of old".
Amidst the oak and holly leaves
The robin silent sat between
Until with sweet voice, calmly
He began a merry song.
"Long has my White-Crow Mother been
With your brother, Black Winged Bran
Until her belly stirs within
As Yuletide sun grows strong."
"And now at sunrise, silent stark,
Between the days and the Winter dark
Rekindled is The Fire's spark
The Oak King sounds the horn."
"In the forest's icy gleam
There goes a shadow, swiftly seen,
The holly and the oak between
The Green Man is reborn."
"So tell me truly, dark-eyed wren,
Where will you the Summer spend?
Until The Wheel is turned again
And Winter casts its thorn?"
But wren's reply was never got
By a golden arrow he'd been shot
And darkness died upon the spot
The holly and the oak between.
The Oak King is now berry-crowned
The Green Man, born the forest 'round
But the wren lays cold upon the ground
The holly and the oak between
And young lads on the darkest night
Their golden arrows swift in flight
Will sing until the morning bright
The sun to welcome in:
"The wren, the wren, the King of the birds,
On Yuletide Day was caught in the furze.
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the wren."
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Come Join us at the Knights Rest in cooperation with the Freehold of Roses presents our Yule gathering and party.
In addition to feasting, we will will have games and presents for all.
The Yule log will be set to blazing, providing a perfect setting for songs and stories. We will have special prizes for the best song or story presented on the subject of Giving.
Come dressed festive for the season and take part in our costume contest. Special prizes will be rewarded to our best male and female costumes.
Music, merriment, song and good cheer.
Come join us at this festive time of the year.
The fires are burning, our hearts all aglow.
Come join all your friends, and some friends yet to know.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Details
Date-December 19th
Time-We will open the doors at 8 pm by the eastern skies
Place-Knights Rest Tavern in Aegis (first clearing south of the Yew Trammel Gate)
Story, song or poem contest-subject Giving. (no more then 5 minutes in length)
Costume contest-Prizes to best fest male and female costume.
Feasting-fine drinks and games
