I mentioned last month in "
What are you reading?" That I'd read Hope Mirrlees' Lud-in-the-Mist - well, here's my own take on the main song from it
Lyrics:
And can the Physician make sick men well,
And can the magician a fortune divine,
Without lily, germander, and sops in wine?
With sweet-brier
And bonfire
And strawberry wire
And columbineWithin and out, in and out, round as a ball,
And hither and thither and straight as a line
With lily, germander, and sops in wine
With sweet briar
And bonfire
And strawberry wire
And columbineAny lass for a Duke, a Duke who wears green
In lands where the sun and the moon do not shine
With lily, germander, and sops in wine
With sweet-brier
And bonfire
And strawberry wire
And columbineWhen Aubrey did live, there lived no poor,
The lord and the beggar on roots did dine,
With lily, germander, and sops in wine
With sweet-brier
And bonfire
And strawberry wire
And columbineThere are windfalls of dreams, there’s a wolf in the stars
And Life is a nymph who will never be thine
With lily, germander, and sops in wine
With sweet-brier
And bonfire
And strawberry wire
And columbine