![]() They gathered in numbers from forest and fenĪnd hung at their belts were the straight clothyard shaftsĪnd, slipping by night through the still-burning steads,Īnd each made a vow, as he passed by the dead, Throwing straight clothyard shafts strong and true! No sacks of grain for the skin of the fox,īut deep in the woodlands of Wales grows a tree,Īnd the fruit of the yew is a stout longbow stave There'll be no trade for Winter this year. Swift word was sent to the men of the woods "Aye, the King may be King where he sits on his throne, "How can this happen, and where is our King? ![]() They gathered the wealth of the land on their shields They moved over river, and meadow and field Turning hot breath to cloud in the freeze. Their bright banners snapped in the breeze Grim warriors appeared, decked in iron and gold, Song of the Shield Wall | Strongest and Best | Steel Shod Dance | Sixteen Knights | Raven Banner | Non Nobis (Psalm 115) | Leaving Song | Hotspur | Hal's Song | Fyrdmen on Campaign | Fruit of the Yew | For Crown and for Kingdom | Strike the Drum | Cheer | A Grazing Mace ![]() "Fruit of the Yew" Song Lyrics w/Free MP3 Download
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