Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Layamon's poem, Brut, of 1215 describing Stonehenge is perhaps the earliest megalithic poem we have

The stones are great
And magic power they have
Men that are sick
Fare to that stone
And they wash that stone
And with that water bathe away their sickness

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This poem is so nice. Stonehenge is a beautiful mystery.