Gwydion's Courting

Words and Music by Catherine Faber

          Am      Em         C        Dm
          Eri was fair as an angel of air and light
          Am          Em           C       G
          Rumor spoke well of her, Gwydion knew.
          Am           Em             C       G
          Madog's fair daughter, that any who sought her might
          Am         G          Em          F
          Hope to be wedded, if wishes came true.
          
          CHORUS (after every verse):
          
               C                   G7
               Over the oak below, fair breezes gently blow,
               Am                    F            E
               Under the autumn snow thunders the sea.
               Am         Em            C            G
               Mender, he kenned her; befriender, he tenderly
               Am         Dm       G           Am
               Captured a raven by setting her free.
          
          
          Rumor quite kissed her, but spoke of her sister
          A sorceress cunning and cruel and cold.
          Glasog would fly, as remote as the sky; her
          Aloneness as wide as her wings could enfold.
          
          Eri is held, for a dragon's enspelled her.  Full
          Mighty my kingdom, yet none can prevail.
          Well will I pay you my son, if you slay him,
          But death will be yours if you fight him and fail.
          
          Gwydion riding with Owain beside him
          As hero is welcomed with feasting and fame.
          Roses have thorns as he learns in the morning, for
          Eri and Glasog are one and the same.
          
          Wake, for the dragon is liegeman to Madog, and
          Glasog says, "Drink if you dare follow through."
          Jeweled and plain are the cups he might gain, and she
          Grants him a wish, but demands of him two.
          
          Gwydion, ruler, was raised as no fool and he
          Sees keeping faith is his only reply.
          "Love me" his wish, and to make it official he
          Takes up the plainer cup, drinking it dry.

Words and music copyright (c) 1994 Catherine Faber