Song of the Shieldwall - Leafy Greens & Mutton
Local medieval singing group, Leafy Greens and Mutton, performing the song "Song of the Shieldwall" (Malkin Grey and Peregrynne Windrider) at the Bangor Public Library on August 29, 2007.Check out their website at http://www.geocities.com/aneledaLeafy Greens and Mutton are also members of the SCA's (Society for Creative Anachronism) Shire of Endewearde (central and northern Maine).--------------------Song of the ShieldWallWords: Lady Malkin GreyMusic: Lady Peregrynne WindriderHasten, oh sea-steed, over the swan-road,Foamy-necked ship o'er the froth of the sea,Hengest has called us from Gotland and FrisiaTo Vortigern's country his army to beWe'll take our pay there in sweeter than silver;We'll take our plunder in richer than gold,For Hengest has promised us land for our fightingLand for the sons of the Saxons to hold!Hasten, oh fyrdsmen, down to the riverThe dragonships come on the in-flowing tideThe linden-wood shield and the old spear of ash-woodAre needed again by the cold water-sideDraw up the shield-wall, oh shoulder companionsLater whenever our story is toldThey'll say that we died guarding what we call dearest,Land that the sons of the Saxons will hold!Hasten, oh Huscarls, north to the Dane-LawHarold Hardrada's come over the seaHis longships he's laden with berserks from NorwayTo gain Cnut's crown and our master to beBitter he'll find here the bite of our spear pointsHard-running Northmen too strong to die oldWe'll grant him six feet, plus as much as he's tallerOf land that the sons of the Saxons will hold!Make haste, son of Godwin, southward from StamfordTriumph is sweet and your men have fought hardBut William the Bastard has landed at PevenseyBurning the land you have promised to guardDraw up the spears on the hilltop at HastingsFight 'til the sun drops and evening grows coldAnd die with the last of your Saxons around youHolding the land we were given to hold!Holding the land we were given to hold!.