Blue Hill Town

Above the blue hill town
Swifts weave a May Queen's crown
Around the old tower

Dancing in the wide sky
They turn and quarter, flying high
With ribbons of summer

And on the moor below
A golden cloak of buttercups glow
Around the blue hill town

The air is full of summer's heat
And the river still spring water sweet
Maybe our pilgrim paths will meet
(And we will dance like kings and queens)
Like ribbons of summer
Woven through
The blue hill town

[notes: -bury, suffix ~ from old english 'burh' (a fortified place), ton (Dun hillfort) ~ old english enclosure, manor , glas ~ Cornish for blue , Glastonbury Tor is composed of blue lias stone and clays]

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