Feast Of Stephen Lyrics

When winter came this year she found me well prepared for her The flame well fed with pine, shuttered windows oakwood doors From the low dales come the fiddler, gave his tunes their flight Don't know her name or the dance that became her so well From topmost limb of night's dark tree Tonight my lantern light floats free The ladies danced so well, the ladies danced so light But it was not mortal step drew me from my guests to meet the night Snow lies deep with friends unseen I will light my eyes to Venus green Holding my life with a hope When the midnight skies rise, She flies---