The Quatrains Of Bran

[Dept of PMM Artists & things]

I
In 462 new stars will burn over Albion
Draco will enter the world
A great city will arise & fall
Fire Fathers brought low by the Queens hand

II

The eagle shall have his day
Twenty plus one escape the tyrrany
In the dawn a sun-pact of blood
A voice of iron to call them forth

III

A boy to magic will be born
Island son & abbots bane
Seven years the caveman’s heir
Final hope against the siege

IV

The Celtic Fathers, time-honored
Brought to their lowest level
Called to return by a dying world
An army hidden for future dreams

V

Giants in the earth will settle,
Sea-side tomb will teach its wisdom
Sunken ship will ferry some over
A new land will blossom



VI

From the sky a new wave breaks
Fresh order among the trees
One brought back to teach the words
His name written across three books

VII

A simple box of wood will be heard
In the green field the song of Solomon
Two great spirits under one tree
There destiny divided

VIII

The white oak plundered by the black cross
Captives move from lowest dungeon to highest tower
Middle years the worst
2005 rising out of the mire, 21 victors close the age

IX

A new state yields a new forest
Lone giant leads an army of elves,
Shackled in a keep of steele
After the blood of three covers all

X

Of sea, fire, & stone
Fire shall reign supreme
The thrice lost will re-appear
Son of Sun to heal, the dragon




XI

The moon will vanish three days without a trace
The Son-God will falter,
Then will a great dragon rise up
From a city bearing the horseshoe falls

XII

Yet the sea shall not have them
Those who will lead a great people
The scourge passes
Uncertain victory a wait’s the younger


XIII

The greatest of new prophets
Shall make deepest forest his realms
Will wander hidden in his final days
Only the apple Isle a solace

XIV

An army of academics condemn
The dweller from the river Roe
99 passes into 2000
Twenty-one into the twenty first shall be re-armed

XV

The haunted mountain will live again
A new law in a new land
Not far from the new millennium
The once-burned shall rise from their own ashes



XVI

Dark moon summons old friends together
One faltering Sun rekindled a while
Armies of fanatics lost in the mist
Beneath the apple hill,
An ancient book in ancient hands

XVI

Upon this Hallowed ground
A once-great spirit will be awakened
Newhill begets a great spokesman
The world again his stage

XVII

When rules a son of the dragon
Bones of the future king are found
A tomb beneath a stone
Ends the reign of a dreaded Queen

XVIII

The garden, unhappy & abandoned
Cries out as the sun rises
The earth trembles,
All await the equinox of Autumn

XIX

Following the long years of hope
He will never come in Albion
Born again in the lands of Colomob
The old province yields the new forest



XX

Sacred night again overcomes the wooden cross
An age of ritual sacrifice ends,
New clergy don the white of old
Law no longer dictated by the black book

XXI

To save Gaia, a mighty challenge issued
The voice of a rare song will be heard
Seized & sung among green
The world forced to drink sacred waters

XXII

All that glitters is not gold!
Twenty plus one freed from the hunger
David & Solomon rule once again
Legends born of three guilded flames

XXIII

Past & present join weeping
A circle of stones top dragon hill
Plundered into foundations of Mary
Isle lost to the summer sea

XXIV

Great lodges of stone & timber
Old names restored to twenty,
Forgotten oracles will whisper among the trees
Words of Bran shall live again




XXV

A time of confused identity will come
Women wishing to partake of manhood
Men attuned to the lunar sea,
One born to walk between

XXVI

From an ancient list, three counted as one
By dragon sought in the land of sweet death
Three words buried within one soul
Mined by a foreign worker of wood

XXVII

Then shall a Roman come forth
Beloved protector of the bear
Falling star from the frozen north
His light will uphold a great darkness

XXVIII

Seven, six, & eleven
The numbers of letters of the name
Three red ones will stain three parchments
After adjoining, a great wonder seen

XXIX

Beyond word & deed
A book of twenty-one will forge the path’
Three lost scrolls are made as one
Then four new hands elected to cross




XXX

Late into the blackest night
Silver tree knocks silver boy
Forgotten words call forth a sudden flood
Voices long dead from Gobannium

XXXI

Songspells resound from a forgotten lake
Echoes so beautiful one will awaken
At midwinter am unearthly thaw,
The old bard plays his harp making twenty

XXXII

Slowly the great blue temple falls
Sky stones yield up their power,
Those who seek to wear the stones
Find refuge in the forest

XXXIII

Deadliest of her species
A Queen resplendent wounds without weapon
Stirring in sleep, the clergy smile
Vows no longer honored by the King

XXXIV

The anointed trapped between two worlds
A perfect child chosen as successor
As the century approaches rebirth
Wondrous scandal in the form of Christos




XXXV

Echoes of an ancient stone cry forth
A vast gigantum slowly crumbles
Church & state plundered by ghosts
Fresh forest winds cause the siege to be lifted

XXXVI

Dragon Isle will regain its honor
From needles three found by one
Bound by serpents blood burned in iron
After 91 A strange era among the twenty

XXXVII

All the Gods will become as one God
A comet stands, burns alone in the Autumn sky!
Wood & stone forge a tower
A new temple not acceptable to the clergy

XXXVIII

Born during the hunters moon
The battle of Marcus rekindled
Third homestead will prove to be the one
An ancient Priest from the frigid north descends

XXXIX

The power of word turns back the eagle
Rightful heiress regains the apple cottage
Two hearts with one soul
Sword & chalice again united under the oaks




XL

Rites of passage from the wizards hand
Two will be born awaiting s Final
Dialogue between countries
North & South meet in the third

XLI

The world lingers between worlds
Great masses lament the ancient teachings
Fire again kindled in the kings head
Twenty old trees planted anew

XLII

The north rose is bluer than ever
Slowly the chosen awaken from there dreams
As sons run & swing amidst green forest boughs
From tower’d high, a giant descends in white

XLIII

Beyond word & deed
Beyond past & present
Written verse
Sets forth forgotten lessons
Dead men reborn of three tales

XLIV

The mouth of Pharon speaks once more
Twenty plus one called to the promised land
Old lodges of timber & stone erected
Like a shadow, the tower rises from slumber



XLV

Wildfire will burst over the forest
Elder trees singing out their marks
Ogma returns with an army of poets
Voices long lost echo throughout the world

XLVI

The song of the forest trees
Summons forth the greatest Prophet
Many condemn his mind as troubled
Yet a great clan is liberated

XLVII

And the trees walked were he walked
The Priests sang a new song
For an age, the wolf howled all night
Stone hanging from a tree, his voice returns

XLVIII

Refuge of fire & blood causes
Death cries to be heard within the twenty
A terrible tumult stirs the Isle
Gold hidden within the mystic deed

XLIX

Nemeton remembered
Quest set foreth in dreams
A great fire is seen amid green
Roses fill the night air with poison




L

The head falls forever silent
Until the moon truly falters
Then the eagle & sun will both be victorious
True flame consumes a lady of water

LI

Ddraglias the flying fire
Tongues of flame, the Prophets song
Carven faces outshine the dark
Ancient circle, messages hidden within stone

LII

The silver branch will be the key
The golden bough upholds
White for black old for new
The newly anointed bring a long peace

LIII

A warrior angel
Will be chosen saying nothing
Devil above ground, Angel beneath
His wings will bear ruin upon the greatest

LIV

At long last the summons!
His family nearly torn asunder
Ancient Gods thunder from the tallest
Love for a chosen one upholds the new state




LV

Behold all flesh will be reborn
Roman & Celt work side by side
The Duke of Camel rebuilds his throne
Shunamitism the key to all

LVI

The mist of Calen draw down
Time becomes one through one
Unity, Peace, & Change: the new Triad
Four Albans upheld among the twenty

LVII

From nothing, nothing comes
Beginning & end must echo the wheel
He who races against the millenium
Need only heed the sypher of Bran.