Come, shall we dance the Meridian Waltz,
After the feasting to tarry?
Come to me Lady, tonight we may dream,
And while we are dreaming make merry.
Soft as the seas on the shores of the night;
Sweet as the fruit of the berry.
While we are dancing, I'll fain steal your heart.
Lady be wise and be wary.

Hark, can you hear the Meridian Waltz?
List now, the music is playing.
Dance with me Lady, the night is our own,
And I for your favor am praying.
Soft is your smile, and your lips red as wine,
Know what your eyes are betraying.
Come, shall we dance the Meridian Waltz?
Love makes us fools for delaying.

Now as the candlelight flickers and dims,
Gladly all ties I would sever,
If you would but kiss me and call me your love,
And promise to part from me never.
Gently I whisper, and sweetly you smile,
Soft as the song of the river.
Now as we dance the Meridian Waltz,
Tell me you'll love me forever.

(Mistress Bronwen o Gydweli, August 23rd, A.S. XXXIII)