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THE ANGEL SONS
We will have angels and men for sons,
For I have gone out to you
Wearing the wings of desire,
In the rain, in the storm, in the dew.
For I have gone out to you
Wearing the wings of desire,
In the rain, in the storm, in the dew.
Strong men, stronger than any we see,
Strong angels, stronger than any we see,
Singing of love round the poppy bed,
For they have soft eyes, and they weary of waiting
For our souls to reach the ultimate mating,
Weary of waiting, worn with waiting,
Till half of their glory is dead.
Strong angels, stronger than any we see,
Singing of love round the poppy bed,
For they have soft eyes, and they weary of waiting
For our souls to reach the ultimate mating,
Weary of waiting, worn with waiting,
Till half of their glory is dead.
My soul has gone out on their poppy song,
Wearing such wings of desire
That our angel sons will have strength to the uttermost,
Beauty and dreaming power to the uttermost,
Veins filled with snow and uttermost fire,
Snow from the top of the Great Sun Mountain
Fire from these flowers of desire!
Wearing such wings of desire
That our angel sons will have strength to the uttermost,
Beauty and dreaming power to the uttermost,
Veins filled with snow and uttermost fire,
Snow from the top of the Great Sun Mountain
Fire from these flowers of desire!
They will rule our sons who are merely men,
Enforcing our will on the earth again,
Beginning, beginning at Great Sun Mountain,
They will make over the land,
They will make over the age,
Granite each angel house,
Crimson each written page.
Enforcing our will on the earth again,
Beginning, beginning at Great Sun Mountain,
They will make over the land,
They will make over the age,
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Crimson each written page.
They will rule our sons who are merely men,
Earth sons with this elder brother start!
Born from beneath your earthly heart!
Born from your lily side,
Strong, with the sternest eyes,
They will conquer the land and its pride.
Earth sons with this elder brother start!
Born from beneath your earthly heart!
Born from your lily side,
Strong, with the sternest eyes,
They will conquer the land and its pride.
Dear girl, when these wild years die,
When other lovers go by,
Playing Sun Mountain games,
With faith that their love will also save
Their pride of love from destruction's breath,
Their sun-born stock from uttermost death,
And their earth-born stock from uttermost death,
These lovers will say our names,
And, climbing Sun Mountain high,
Will stop where our bodies lie,
And leave as the sign of faith
A poppy upon your grave,
Yes—
A mountain poppy upon my grave!
When other lovers go by,
Playing Sun Mountain games,
With faith that their love will also save
Their pride of love from destruction's breath,
Their sun-born stock from uttermost death,
And their earth-born stock from uttermost death,
These lovers will say our names,
And, climbing Sun Mountain high,
Will stop where our bodies lie,
And leave as the sign of faith
A poppy upon your grave,
Yes—
A mountain poppy upon my grave!
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