Beltane Fire

A health to the mothers of the Merry Begotten

A health to the maiden with the firey eyes

A health to the crone that smiles beside us

On the other side of a Beltane Fire

A health to the sweet rain gently falling

Down upon the Earth so fair

A health to the wind that Gails around us

And feeds the passion of a Beltane Fire

A health to the lovley green-eyed Susan

She whose heart is my desire

And after all the May Pole's rising…

Will you leap with me now o'er a Beltane Fire?

A health to the acts of love and pleasure

A health to the way the May poles rise

A health to those who bear no children

So those who do come along survive!