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Beltane - Valpurgis

Beltane / Valpurgis / May Day
 
1st May
 
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Domesday Morris at Beltane 2015 at Wedgwood's Monument (N. Staffs)


We Dance Up The Sun
by Charles E S Fairey 


We danced up the orange lustred dawn 
With Morris Men and trumpeting hunting horn 
With Maypole and flower clad hawthorn. 

We danced up the Sun into Summer’s Days 
We washed in the glory of his floodlit rays, 
With Green Man, Oak King and the Queens of May 
As our ancestors did since they were sons of clay. 

With splendid glory we surveyed the horizon 
With mead and ale we frolicked drunken orison 
And Old Nick watched us with horns emblazon. 

“For it is the Dawn of the Summer” we heroes sang 
The hills, the valleys and the plains with echoes rang, 
With the melodies of Border’s violins and drum 
And into the Morn’, we danced up the Sun. 

We danced around the Beacon in honour of Bel 
Whilst the spiralling fires dispel Winter’s icy spell, 
And later, the cocks shall seek their Beltane’s Belle 
And in Summer Days to come, we’ll have a story to tell. 

Great glory to the purity of the May Queen 
Great rejoicing to the fertility of the Man of Green, 
Deliver our lands and crops from the grip of Great Holly 
As we listen to the tales of the enduring legend of Molly. 

Come dance with us around the village thorn 
And with flowers and rags to her branches adorn, 
So to Mighty Sun we must rejoice and reverently cheer 
For Beltane’s May and Summer comes but once a year! 


Please see the Poem Video with associated photographs for Beltane (May Day) 2015 


Please also see the 'Domesday Morris' Dancers Video for Beltane 2015 
at Wedgwood's Monument (N. Staffs) 


The Beltane Sunrise - Friday 1st May 2015



 
The Hawthorn Tree
 
"The fair maid who, the first of May
Goes to the fields at break of day
And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree
Will ever after handsome be."
-
Mother Goose Nursery Rhyme
 
 
 
"Now the bright morning-star, Day’s harbinger,
Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her
The flowery May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire
Mirth, and youth, and warm desire!
Woods and groves are of thy dressing;
Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing.
Thus we salute thee with our early song,
And welcome thee, and wish thee long."

- John Milton, Song on a May Morning, 1660
 
Beltane Bright
 
Beltane Dark

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