"Sweet Muirgen, Sweet Muirgen, I'll claim you my prize.
The light of my soul is there in your eyes.
I'll keep you and hold you with love that ne'er dies,
And have you forever!” Oh good Kane he cries.
"Oh, Syr Kane, Oh, Syr Kane my heart is for you.
It sings with a love that is constant and true.
My heart tells no stories, my heart it ne'er lies,
My love you have always!" sweet Muirgen did cry.
Rejoice, fair Atlantia, at Kane and his bride;
The heirs to Atlantia, from zenith to tide.
My heart sings out gladly, my heart sings out true,
Your good King and fair Queen have come unto you.
What homage do kings hold unto Their lands?
'Tis not but a handful of flowers and sand.
'Tho' green grows your grasses and high your mountains,
Oh, cherish Your subjects, and those you command.
What King knows this better than Black Kane the bold?
To Him, His people are more precious than gold!
And honor and courage, this man He knows true.
A King among kings, so crown him we do.
And what makes a true and virtuous Queen?
That bards and great troubadours gaily sing?
'Tis not for the riches, nor the dowry she holds,
But for Her great spirit, and her heart made of gold.
Oh Muirgen, Oh Muirgen, no name sounds so true.
My soul and my sword are pledged always to you!
Oh sweetest of ladies and greatest of Queens,
You make real the fantasy that is our great Dream!
Shout gladly Atlantia, and let out your song!
And let it ring wildly and boldly and strong!
Let all hear your praises and then have them sing,
Of Black Kane O'Shannon and sweet Muirgen his Queen.
This piece was written for and premiered at the Coronation of Kane and Muirgen, here in Caer Mear, oh so many years ago. Kane and Muirgen were special people who left on an indelible mark on my life. There passing was a great lost. I myself was Countess Muirgen’s Protégé, and if was in that relationship that I joined the Lodge. Kane and Muirgen were not by any means perfect, but the good that they did, and the teachings that they left with me have made me a stronger and more complete person. I haven’t performed this piece since a Bardic/ Wake that I held for them shortly after their deaths. I don’t know if I ever could sing it again. But it is a part of me, as they are.