Day Twenty-nine.
Lythe and listin, gentilmen,
That be of frebore blode;
I shall you tel of a gode yeman,
His name was Robyn Hode.
Lythe and listin, gentilmen,
That be of frebore blode;
I shall you tel of a gode yeman,
His name was Robyn Hode.
(A Gest of Robyn Hode: unknown date, possibly 1450.)
Robin Hood is not a man, though many men have called his name. He is the spirit of the wildwood in its budding time. Jolly Robin in the Green, the force that makes the green shoots grow, that hisses in the foliage like love's electricity, that sizzles and crackles with the laughter of life, with the joy of the blossoming of the Earth's goodly store.
Robin Hood is not a man, though many men have called his name. He is the spirit of the wildwood in its budding time. Jolly Robin in the Green, the force that makes the green shoots grow, that hisses in the foliage like love's electricity, that sizzles and crackles with the laughter of life, with the joy of the blossoming of the Earth's goodly store.
3 comments:
Miss Bekah
will be posting once a week on a sunday from now on. Can't make it every day. Do you like Eldad's pictures? CJ.
Awesome Chris, thanks. I miss Robin... That made me homesick.. sigh..
I bet this spring will be greener than green, and full of flowers. I miss that. I need more Pagan Spirit, there's not much of it here, that's for sure..
I might be home again this summer. I'll let you know.
You can thank Chandira for sending me here. I thank you for a great post. Daughter is in Reading right now and loving it.
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