For Dafydd and Mahild, Upon the Occasion of Their Wedding

THL Colyne Stewart, September 2014 (AS 49)

From north land

Taken in the hand

For to love,

In late summer

They stand together

Under a dove,

They vow to share their life.

Now he husband, and she wife,

                        My soul is rife

                        With joy for them.

With friends aside

They feel the tide

Of others joy,

At the unity

In their community

None can destroy,

As cake is cut with knife.

Now he husband, and she wife,

                        My soul is rife

                        With joy for them.

Both kith and kin

They welcome in

Bonds are tightened,

Love wins last

When it is vast

And rapture ever heightened,

As they start another life.

Now he husband, and she wife,

                        My soul is rife

                        With joy for them.

Based on ‘Ab plazen’, an alba written in 1257 by Guiraut Riquier.