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Pastimes : May Day, also known as Beltane -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Ilaine who wrote (707)	4/29/1999 1:58:00 PM
From: jbe	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2063

More Beltane poetry: "Love in the Valley" -- under a beech tree! Courtesy George Meredith. Under yonder beech-tree single on the green-sward, Couch'd with her arms behind her golden head, Knees and tresses folded to slip and ripple idly, Lies my young love sleeping in the shade. Had I the heart to slide an arm beneath her, Press her parting lips as her waist I gather slow, Waking in amazement she could not but embrace me: Then would she hold me and never let me go? ............................................ ............................................ O the golden sheaf, the rustling treasure-armful! O the nutbrown tresses nodding interlaced! O the treasure-tresses one another over Nodding! O the girdle slack about the waist! Slain are the poppies that shot their random scarlet Quick amid the wheat-ears; wound about the waist, Gather'd, see these brides of Earth one blush of ripeness! O the nutbrown tresses nodding interlaced! ............................................ ............................................ Has this whetted your appetite for the full poem (it is five pages long, and quite campy)? ;-)) If so, proceed to: bartleby.com