We were heart-companions once

We were comrades in the woods

We were men that shared a bed

When we slept the heavy sleep

After hard and weary fights

Into many lands, so strange

And side by side we sallied forth

And we ranged the woodlands through

Dear to me thy noble blush

Dear thy comely, perfect form

Dear thine eye, blue-grey and clear

Dear thy wisdom and thy speech

ancient celtic homo poem