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RAGNARÖK.
All night it has blown and blustered;
And, now it is day once more,
See you the armies mustered
On heaven's wind-swept shore?
The serried lines are guarded
By scouts of flying rack;
The sun himself is warded
By sentinels in black.
And, now it is day once more,
See you the armies mustered
On heaven's wind-swept shore?
The serried lines are guarded
By scouts of flying rack;
The sun himself is warded
By sentinels in black.
So wildly the clouds are wedded
In conflict fiercely dumb,
It seems that the hour long dreaded
Of Ragnarök is come!
The gods are fighting yonder,
The evil with the good—
Ah, Willie, watch and ponder—
Will the evil be withstood?
In conflict fiercely dumb,
It seems that the hour long dreaded
Of Ragnarök is come!
The gods are fighting yonder,
The evil with the good—
Ah, Willie, watch and ponder—
Will the evil be withstood?
There's a Ragnarök, my Willie,
For many a human heart:
The winds of doubt blow chilly,
The hopes of spring depart.
From Thor the strength is riven,
And Baldur the loved is dead,
And Odin grows old in heaven
And hangs his heavy head.
For many a human heart:
The winds of doubt blow chilly,
The hopes of spring depart.
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And Baldur the loved is dead,
And Odin grows old in heaven
And hangs his heavy head.
That hour, in conflict blending
Impartial good and ill,
Fear not! the strife has ending,
In death, or victory still.
Choose you, and hold it strongly,
Your faction in the fight;
Rather than triumph wrongly,
Fall bravely in the right!
Impartial good and ill,
Fear not! the strife has ending,
In death, or victory still.
Choose you, and hold it strongly,
Your faction in the fight;
Rather than triumph wrongly,
Fall bravely in the right!
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