Elder Mother

Came forth a liege and five loyal kin, To a realm men sought to claim, An old Witch thence appeared to them, Her terms she did outlay... The Witch - "From this point on you all I'll make, Seven strides shalt thou now take, And if Long Compton thou can see, A King of England shall thou be... And if Long Compton thou can't see, No King of England shalt thy be. Rise up stick and rise up stone, For a King of England shalt be none". An Ode to the Elder Mother - "Old girl, old girl give to me, Some of thy wood, and I'll give thee, Some of mine, some of mine when I turn into a tree".