
Erica Leveque
Tam Lin, for the Month of Love, metamorphoses
“Then I’ll appear in your arms
Like the wolf that neer woud tame;
Ye’ll had me fast, lat me not go,
Case we neer meet again.”

Erica Leveque
Tam Lin, for the Month of Love, metamorphoses
“Then I’ll appear in your arms
Like the wolf that neer woud tame;
Ye’ll had me fast, lat me not go,
Case we neer meet again.”

If that I be with child, father,
‘Twill prove a wondrous birth,
For well I swear I’m not with bairn
To any man on earth.
[…] The steed that my true love rides on
Is lighter than the wind,
With silver he is shod before,
With burning gold behind.Panel from the TAM LIN zine I’ll have at MOCCA!

Artuš Scheiner (1863-1938), “Lustige Blätter”, #15, 1901