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I	A
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Said Abner At last thou art come Ere I tell ere thou speak	B
Kiss my cheek wish me well '' Then I wished it and did kiss his cheek	B
And he Since the King O my friend for thy countenance sent	C
Neither drunken nor eaten have we nor until from his tent	C
Thou return with the joyful assurance the King liveth yet	D
Shall our lip with the honey be bright with the water be wet	D
For out of the black mid tent's silence a space of three days	E
Not a sound hath escaped to thy servants of prayer nor of praise	E
To betoken that Saul and the Spirit have ended their strife	F
And that faint in his triumph the monarch sinks back upon life	F
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II	A
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Yet now my heart leaps O beloved God's child with his dew	G
On thy gracious gold hair and those lilies still living and blue	G
Just broken to twine round thy harp strings as if no wild beat	H
Were now raging to torture the desert ''	-
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III	A
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Then I as was meet	H
Knelt down to the God of my fathers and rose on my feet	H
And ran o'er the sand burnt to powder The tent was unlooped	H
I pulled up the spear that obstructed and under I stooped	H
Hands and knees on the slippery grass patch all withered and gone	I
That extends to the second enclosure I groped my way on	J
Till I felt where the foldskirts fly open Then once more I prayed	H
And opened the foldskirts and entered and was not afraid	H
But spoke Here is David thy servant '' And no voice replied	H
At the first I saw nought but the blackness but soon I descried	H
A something more black than the blackness the vast the upright	H
Main prop which sustains the pavilion and slow into sight	H
Grew a figure against it gigantic and blackest of all	K
Then a sunbeam that burst thro' the tent roof showed Saul	K
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IV	F
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He stood as erect as that tent prop both arms stretched out wide	H
On the great cross support in the centre that goes to each side	H
He relaxed not a muscle but hung there as caught in his pangs	L
And waiting his change the king serpent all heavily hangs	L
Far away from his kind in the pine till deliverance come	M
With the spring time so agonized Saul drear and stark blind and dumb	M
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V	F
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Then I tuned my harp took off the lilies we twine round its chords	N
Lest they snap 'neath the stress of the noon tide those sunbeams like swords	N
And I first played the tune all our sheep know as one after one	O
So docile they come to the pen door till folding be done	O
They are white and untorn by the bushes for lo they have fed	H
Where the long grasses stifle the water within the stream's bed	H
And now one after one seeks its lodging as star follows star	P
Into eve and the blue far above us so blue and so far	P
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VI	F
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Then the tune for which quails on the cornland will each leave his mate	H
To fly after the player then what makes the crickets elate	H
Till for boldness they fight one another and then what has weight	H
To set the quick jerboa amusing outside his sand house	Q
There are none such as he for a wonder half bird and half mouse	Q
God made all the creatures and gave them our love and our fear	R
To give sign we and they are his children one family here	S
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VII	F
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Then I played the help tune of our reapers their wine song when hand	H
Grasps at hand eye lights eye in good friendship and great hearts expand	H
And grow one in the sense of this world's life And then the last song	T
When the dead man is praised on his journey Bear bear him along	T
With his few faults shut up like dead flowerets Are balm seeds not here	S
To console us The land has none left such as he on the bier	S
Oh would we might keep thee my brother '' And then the glad chaunt	H
Of the marriage first go the young maidens next she whom we vaunt	H
As the beauty the pride of our dwelling And then the great march	U
Wherein man runs to man to assist him and buttress an arch	U
Nought can break who shall harm them our friends Then the chorus intoned	H
As the Levites go up to the altar in glory enthroned	H
But I stopped here for here in the darkness Saul groaned	H
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VIII	F
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And I paused held my breath in such silence and listened apart	H
And the tent shook for mighty Saul shuddered and sparkles 'gan dart	H
From the jewels that woke in his turban at once with a start	H
All its lordly male sapphires and rubies courageous at heart	H
So the head but the body still moved not still hung there erect	H
And I bent once again to my playing pursued it unchecked	H
As I sang	V
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IX	Q
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Oh our manhood's prime vigour No spirit feels waste	H
Not a muscle is stopped in its playing nor sinew unbraced	H
Oh the wild joys of living the leaping from rock up to rock	W
The strong rending of boughs from the fir tree the cool silver shock	W
Of the plunge in a pool's living water the hunt of the bear	X
And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair	X
And the meal the rich dates yellowed over with gold dust divine	Y
And the locust flesh steeped in the pitcher the full draught of wine	Y
And the sleep in the dried river channel where bulrushes tell	Z
That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well	Z
How good is man's life the mere living how fit to employ	A2
All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy	A2
Hast thou loved the white locks of thy father whose sword thou didst guard	H
When he trusted thee forth with the armies for glorious reward	H
Didst thou see the thin hands of thy mother held up as men sung	B2
The low song of the nearly departed and bear her faint tongue	B2
Joining in while it could to the witness Let one more attest	H
I have lived seen God's hand thro'a lifetime and all was for best'	H
Then they sung thro' their tears in strong triumph not much but the rest	H
And thy brothers the help and the contest the working whence grew	G
Such result as from seething grape bundles the spirit strained true	G
And the friends of thy boyhood that boyhood of wonder and hope	C2
Present promise and wealth of the future beyond the eye's scope	C2
Till lo thou art grown to a monarch a people is thine	Y
And all gifts which the world offers singly on one head combine	Y
On one head all the beauty and strength love and rage like the throe	G
That a work in the rock helps its labour and lets the gold go	D2
High ambition and deeds which surpass it fame crowning them all	K
Brought to blaze on the head of one creature King Saul ''	-
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X	Q
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And lo with that leap of my spirit heart hand harp and voice	Q
Each lifting Saul's name out of sorrow each bidding rejoice	Q
Saul's fame in the light it was made for as when dare I say	Q
The Lord's army in rapture of service strains through its array	Q
And up soareth the cherubim chariot Saul '' cried I and stopped	H
And waited the thing that should follow Then Saul who hung propped	H
By the tent's cross support in the centre was struck by his name	E2
Have ye seen when Spring's arrowy summons goes right to the aim	E2
And some mountain the last to withstand her that held he alone	F2
While the vale laughed in freedom and flowers on a broad bust of stone	F2
A year's snow bound about for a breastplate leaves grasp of the sheet	H
Fold on fold all at once it crowds thunderously down to his feet	H
And there fronts you stark black but alive yet your mountain of old	H
With his rents the successive bequeathings of ages untold	H
Yea each harm got in fighting your battles each furrow and scar	G
Of his head thrust 'twixt you and the tempest all hail there they are	G
Now again to be softened with verdure again hold the nest	H
Of the dove tempt the goat and its young to the green on his crest	H
For their food in the ardours of summer One long shudder thrilled	H
All the tent till the very air tingled then sank and was stilled	H
At the King's self left standing before me released and aware	G
What was gone what remained All to traverse 'twixt hope and despair	G
Death was past life not come so he waited Awhile his right	H

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