 | Poems and Dramas by "Fiona MacLeod" (William Sharp) |  |
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THE CHANT OF ARDAN THE PICT
O Colum and monks of Christ
It is peace we are having this night:
Sure, peace is a good thing,
And I am glad with the gladness.
It is peace we are having this night:
Sure, peace is a good thing,
And I am glad with the gladness.
We worship one God,
Though ye call him Dè—
And I say not, O Dia!
But cry Bea'uil!
Though ye call him Dè—
And I say not, O Dia!
But cry Bea'uil!
For it is one faith for man,
And one for the living world,
And no man is wiser than another—
And none knoweth much.
And one for the living world,
And no man is wiser than another—
And none knoweth much.
None knoweth a better thing than this:
The Sword, Love, Song, Honour, Sleep.
None knoweth a surer thing than this:
Birth, Sorrow, Pain, Weariness, Death.
The Sword, Love, Song, Honour, Sleep.
None knoweth a surer thing than this:
Birth, Sorrow, Pain, Weariness, Death.
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