Lammas King
by Maria Cunningham ©

The longest day is past and gone
Let's drink a health to Barleycorn

And raise a glass to the golden grain
As Lammas-time comes round again.

The Green Man's coat will soon be gold
And Summer's sun will soon grow old

But now we thank the Mother Earth
For all her treasures of great worth

The fields that sway with golden wheat
Provide us with the food we eat

At Lammas-time we reap the grain
And the God that grew so strong is slain

The King is dead, each year he dies
The circle turns, so shall we rise

In ale we drink and bread we eat
The season's pattern now complete

The longest day is past and gone
Let's drink a health to Barleycorn

And raise a glass to the golden grain
As Lammas-time comes round again

These are the Lyrics to the Song which Maria Cunningham composed especially for the Lammas ritual and for which she has given kind permission to have reproduced here.