Vivat the Dream ~ Varina Suellen Plonski,

Vivat the Dream 
                                     Varina Suellen Plonski, copyright 1991 

The Knowne World remembers, 'mid laughter and tears,
This Dream we've been dreaming for thirty-six years.
And in celebration we gather as then,
To be certain the Dream comes alive yet again.

So sing Vivat! the Dream, may it live on
In hearts and in poetry, story and song.
For all men need a Dream, as we all share,
And each time that we gather we dream it again.

Chivalry, Courtesy, Honor and Love
Are Ideals that we cherish all others above.
Ideals are the fire in the hearts of all men.
And each time that we gather we dream it again.

So sing Vivat! the Dream, may it live on
In hearts and in poetry, story and song.
For all men need a Dream, as we all share.
And each time that we gather we dream it again.

Each lord needs a lady to strengthen his arm.
Each lady a lord to keep her from harm.
'Tis Love and the Dream brings together all men.
And each time that we gather, we dream it again.

So sing Vivat! the Dream, may it live on
In hearts and in poetry, story and song.
For all men need a Dream, as we all share.
And each time that we gather we dream it again.

The Knowne World remembers, mid laughter and tears
This Dream we've been dreaming for thirty-six years.
And in celebration we gather as then
To be certain the Dream comes alive yet again.

copyright 1991

We Be Soldiers Three

1. We be soldiers three
Pardona moy je vous an pree¹
Lately come forth of the low contry
With never a penny of mony.²

2. Here, good fellow, I'll drink to thee
Pardona moy je vous an pree
To all good fellows wherever they be
With never a penny of mony.

3. Here, good fellow, I'll sing you a song,
Sing for the brave and sing for the strong,
To all those living and those who are gone,
With never a penny of mony³

4. And he who will not pledge me this
Pardona moy je vous an pree
Payes for the shot what ever it is
With never a penny of mony.

I do not own this song, 

Low Among the Roses ~ Catherine Faber

Will sang sweet as a courting dove 
Shy as a doe was Mhari's love 
She never dared her heart to show 
Low among the roses oh, 

Low among the roses 
Low among the roses 
She never dared her heart to show* 
Low among the roses oh. 

When Will would sing a courting song 
Mhari used to sing along 
Their voices danced where the willows grow 
Low among the roses oh, 

Willie said as spring drew near 
"Friendship cannot keep me here 
To seek my fortune I mean to go" 
Low among the roses oh. 

There they said their brief goodbyes; 
Her heart spoke only from her eyes 
He left her there with her head bowed low 
Low among the roses oh. 

Love that will not speak its name 
Only has itself to blame. 
I'll not end like Mhari, no 
Low among the roses oh.

I do not own the rights to this song :)

The Great Sac Sheep - Sealion War the year AS 48 (filk the Great White Sheep)

Oh our island
is a bonnie land
up to the west and north.
Laird James smiles
at the western isles
the land of Laird Eideards Birth.

Crickstow by the Sea
to ravensly
the mighty mountains weep
for each sad glen
has been cleared of men
to make way for the great sac sheep.

The Islanders blaze
and Lionsgates braes
are burning up the skies
Laird James men
did raze our glen
heed not the young sheeps cries!

Both barons might
denies their right
and all out battle grows
each Laird must keep
his great sac sheep
from the reiving of thier foes!

The Massacre of Glencoe

The Massacre of Glencoe

They came in a blizzard, we offered them heat
A roof for their heads, dry shoes for their feet
We wined them and dined them, they ate of our meat
And they slept in the house of MacDonald.

Chorus:O, cruel was the snow that sweeps Glencoe
And covers the grave o' Donald
O, cruel was the foe that raped Glencoe
And murdered the house of MacDonald

2. They came from Fort William with murder in mind
The Campbell had orders King William had signed
"Put all to the sword" these words underlined
"And leave none alive called MacDonald"
Chorus:

3. They came in the night when the men were asleep
This band of Argyles, through snow soft and deep
Like murdering foxes amongst helpless sheep
They slaughtered the house of MacDonald
Chorus:

4. Some died in their beds at the hand of the foe
Some fled in the night and were lost in the snow
Some lived to accuse him who struck the first blow
But gone was the house of MacDonald
Chorus:

Fair Susan

When I was a young man i would visit all my lands
the townsfolk and the countryside where mine to command
the endless fields of barley stretching out like golden seas
the care of all my tenants and all those sworn to me

While I was strolling on the road that led to Cobble Hill
I say her walking homeward and my heart it did stand still
she sang a song as she went down the road a gentle happy song
so soft and sweet i couldn't help but turn and tag along

Fair Susan they called her
the young blacksmiths daughter
her eyes filled with laughter
and her heart filled with cheer

Three of us came forward
with intentions to court her
those that could afford her
and hold her most dear

Mark was a baron who was looking for a wife
and Tommy was the Butchers son, who'd know her all his life
and I the lord of all the land, a handsome chap was i
and if she would just answer yes than i would make her mine

the seasons changed she did arrange to meet us every week
we were young and foolish so in this we did compete
until the day that she did say she's ready to decide
whoever brings the perfect gift than i shall be his bride



Fair Susan they called her
the young blacksmiths daughter
her eyes filled with laughter
and her heart filled with cheer

Three of us came forward
with intentions to court her
those that could afford her
and hold her most dear

I ran to all the nearest towns and tore apart the stores

looking for the perfect gift that any could afford

until i found and emerald that glittered like her eyes

i had a plan for that green gem, a wonderful surprise

and so i travelled to her home and much to my chagrin

were Mark and Tommy by the gate just waiting to let in

Mark did smile triumphantly and held aloft his bag

while Tommy held a sheet of paper looking tired and ragged

Fair Susan they called her
the young blacksmiths daughter
her eyes filled with laughter
and her heart filled with cheer

Three of us came forward
with intentions to court her
those that could afford her
and hold her most dear

Mark was first to offer up his token of esteem

a beautiful pearl necklace that caught the light and gleaned,

Fair Susan squealed and thanked the man it gave me quite a fright

so i stepped forward gallently to present to her my find

with a flourish i revealed a gold and emerald band

asking her to be my wife and help me rule the land

she gazed upon the wedding ring with nothing short of awe

and turned to Tommy, last of us, to see what he had brought

Fair Susan they called her
the young blacksmiths daughter
her eyes filled with laughter
and her heart filled with cheer

Three of us came forward
with intentions to court her
those that could afford her
and hold her most dear

Tommy coughed and stood on up a true and worried wreck

to see such girts beyond his means and beyond his prospects

"I have no pearls nor emeralds as presents for your hand,

I come to you, Fair Susan, as a fellow village man.

"And if you would but listen to, the words i've written here,

I have for you a promise that you may hold most dear,

and if nothing else persuades you then i will simply go

but give me just a second so you can fully know.

"Dear Susan, I love you,

and i've always loved you

i promise to be true

and stay at your side

and since we both were small

i've loved you through it all

summer winter fall

would you be my bride?"

No one spoke for quite some time, the silence dragging on,

Tommy stayed just long enough to pack then he was gone

Susan look as us, nervously, and put our gifts before

then she said 'escuse me' and then ran out the door

Young Tommy and Fair Susan were wedding in the fall

the townsfolk came to celebrate the happy pair and all

I learned that somethings can be bought, and some can be persuade

but love is best when spoken out, if you want to win the maid.

Fair Susan they called her
the young blacksmiths daughter
her eyes filled with laughter
and her heart filled with cheer

Three of us came forward
with intentions to court her
those that could afford her
and hold her most dear

She Moved Through the Fair ~ Colum

One version of the lyrics is as follows:

Verse 1 My young love said to me, My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you For your lack of kine. And she laid her hand on me And this she did say: It will not be long, Love, Till our wedding day. Verse 2 As she stepped away from me And she moved through the fair And fondly I watched her Move here and move there. And then she made her way homeward, With one star awake, As the swan in the evening Moved over the lake.

Verse 3 The people were saying, No two e'er were wed But one had a sorrow That never was said. And I smiled as she passed With her goods and her gear, And that was the last That I saw of my dear Verse 4 Last night she came to me, My dead love came in. So softly she came That her feet made no din. As she laid her hand on me, And this she did say: It will not be long, love, 'Til our wedding day.