Noble sun and mighty earth Wound you in light and gave you birth Skyward streaming through many an age O beastof the Duir, with starry rage!
With oracle hand and Sacred Glade, As a king you danced - in moonlight made Mightier still in her silvery breath, Freind to the holly through winter's death...
Wildwood heart, sweet Ghost of May, Summer's lord, aglow First-born from the shadow-wood Where silken hammers blow!
There you watched, and there you sang, Through the Battle of the Trees O mystery in root and leaf The breath of Arden's seas!