William Morris,
The Sundering Flood — Of a River called the Sundering Flood…
(1898)
“ True it is that on certain feast days, and above all on Midsummer night, the folk would pluck up a heart, and gather together as gaily clad as might be where the Flood was the narrowest, save at one place, whereof more hereafter, and there on each side would trundle the fire-wheel, and do other Midsummer games, and make music of string-play and horns, and sing songs of old time and drink to each other, and depart at last to their own homes blessing each other. ”
