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The Green Man Resource Pages-Poetry and Song Updated 05/28/03 |
with his long tail,hanging down. He quietly sits under every tree--- In the folds of his velvet gown. He drinks from the empty acorn cup the dew that dawn sweetly bestows. And taps his cane upon the ground--- signals the snowdrops it's time to grow.
It's no fun being Jack-in-the-Green---
Jack,do you never sleep---
The rowan,the oak and the holly tree
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Out of these scatter'd Sibyl's Leaves Strange Prophecies my Phancy weaves: And in one History consumes, Like Mexique Paintings,all the Plumes. What Rome,Greece,Palestine,ere said I in this Light Mosaick read. Thrice happy he who, not mistook, Hath read in Natures mystick Book, And see how Chance's better Wit Could with a Mask my studies hit! The Oak-Leaves me embroyder all, Between them Catepillars crawl And Ivy, with familliar trails, Me licks,and clasps,and curles,and hales. Under this antick Cope I move Like some great Prelate of the Grove.
Andrew Marvell |
The Poem:The Green Man by William Anderson |
He wants to make you his bride Please to bend down for the one called the Greenman Forever to him you're tied And you know for a million years he has been your lover He'll be a million more And you know for a million years he has been your lover Down through the skin to the core Heed the Greenman Heed the Greenman Please to dance round for the one called the Greenman He wants to make you his child Please to dance round for the one called the Greenman Dressed in the fruits of the wild And you know for a million years he has been your father He'll be a million more And you know for a million years he has been your father Run to his arms at the door Lay your head, lay your head, lay your head, lay your head on the Greenman Lay your head, lay your head with mine Lay your head, lay your head, lay your head, lay your head on the Greenman Build a bed out of oak and pine See the Greenman blow his kiss from high church wall And unknowing church will amplify his call Andy Partridge |
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