Song, Chant, Poetry, Stories and Satire for the Pagan Community

This entry made: 12/21/1999

Title: Our Lady Greensleeves
Lyrics by: Lady Isadora
Tune: traditional ("Greensleeves," "What Child Is This")
Date: 1990
Source:
Recorded on: "The Queen of Earth and Sky," Lady Isadora (Guenevere's Music, P.O. Box 41246, Des Moines, IA 50311)
Subject: Sabbats - Yule

The winter moon is shining bright, the yuletide log is burning
Good people gather 'round tonight, the Sabbat wheel is turning
Joy, Mirth, the Sun's rebirth, now as of old we greet thee
Glad'ning is the song we sing of praises of the Lady.
 
'Twas at the feast of bright Beltaine when we all were a-Maying
Sweet minstrel queen in her gown of green, spring roundelay was playing 
And though now robed in snow, her wintery garb deceives
For bedecked with holly and mistletoe, she is still our Lady Greensleeves.
 
So drink ye wassail everyone, good pagans all be merry
With wine as red as the reborn sun, as red as Holly berry
Dance, sing, come join the ring, as the Yuletide spell she weaves
Fair Queen, the evergreen, sweet lovely Lady Greensleeves.