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Heed me feed me I am hungry I am red tongued with desire	A
Boughs of balsam slabs of cedar gummy fagots of the pine	B
Heap them on me let me hug them to my eager heart of fire	A
Roaring soaring up to heaven as a symbol and a sign	B
Bring me knots of sunny maple silver birch and tamarack	C
Leaping sweeping I will lap them with my ardent wings of flame	D
I will kindle them to glory I will beat the darkness back	C
Streaming gleaming I will goad them to my glory and my fame	D
Bring me gnarly limbs of live oak aid me in my frenzied fight	E
Strips of iron wood scaly blue gum writhing redly in my hold	F
With my lunge of lurid lances with my whips that flail the night	E
They will burgeon into beauty they will foliate in gold	F
Let me star the dim sierras stab with light the inland seas	G
Roaming wind and roaring darkness seek no mercy at my hands	H
I will mock the marly heavens lamp the purple prairies	G
I will flaunt my deathless banners down the far unhouseled lands	H
In the vast and vaulted pine gloom where the pillared forests frown	I
By the sullen bestial rivers running where God only knows	J
On the starlit coral beaches when the combers thunder down	I
In the death spell of the barrens in the shudder of the snows	J
In a blazing belt of triumph from the palm leaf to the pine	B
As a symbol of defiance lo the wilderness I span	K
And my beacons burn exultant as an everlasting sign	B
Of unending domination of the mastery of Man	K
I the Life the fierce Uplifter I that weaned him from the mire	L
I the angel and the devil I the tyrant and the slave	M
I the Spirit of the Struggle I the mighty God of Fire	A
I the Maker and Destroyer I the Giver and the Grave	M
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Gather round me boy and grey beard frontiersman of every kind	N
Few are you and far and lonely yet an army forms behind	N
By your camp fires shall they know you ashes scattered to the wind	N
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Peer into my heart of solace break your bannock at my blaze	O
Smoking stretched in lazy shelter build your castles as you gaze	O
Or it may be deep in dreaming think of dim unhappy days	O
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Let my warmth and glow caress you for your trails are grim and hard	P
Let my arms of comfort press you hunger hewn and battle scarred	P
O my lovers how I bless you with your lives so madly marred	P
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For you seek the silent spaces and their secret lore you glean	Q
For you win the savage races and the brutish Wild you wean	Q
And I gladden desert places where camp fire has never been	R
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From the Pole unto the Tropics is there trail ye have not dared	S
And because you hold death lightly so by death shall you be spared	S
As the sages of the ages in their pages have declared	S
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On the roaring Arkilinik in a leaky bark canoe	T
Up the cloud of Mount McKinley where the avalanche leaps through	T
In the furnace of Death Valley when the mirage glimmers blue	T
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Now a smudge of wiry willows on the weary Kuskoquim	D
Now a flare of gummy pine knots where Vancouver's scaur is grim	D
Now a gleam of sunny ceiba when the Cuban beaches dim	D
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Always always God's Great Open lo I burn with keener light	E
In the corridors of silence in the vestibules of night	E
'Mid the ferns and grasses gleaming was there ever gem so bright	E
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Not for weaklings not for women like my brother of the hearth	U
Ring your songs of wrath around me I was made for manful mirth	V
In the lusty gusty greatness on the bald spots of the earth	V
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Men my masters men my lovers ye have fought and ye have bled	W
Gather round my ruddy embers softly glowing is my bed	W
By my heart of solace dreaming rest ye and be comforted	X
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I am dying O my masters by my fitful flame ye sleep	Y
My purple plumes of glory droop forlorn	Z
Grey ashes choke and cloak me and above the pines there creep	Y
The stealthy silver moccasins of morn	Z
There comes a countless army it's the Legion of the Light	E
It tramps in gleaming triumph round the world	A2
And before its jewelled lances all the shadows of the night	E
Back in to abysmal darknesses are hurled	A2
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Leap to life again my lovers ye must toil and never tire	A
The day of daring doing brightens clear	B2
When the bed of spicy cedar and the jovial camp fire	A
Must only be a memory of cheer	B2
There is hope and golden promise in the vast portentous dawn	C2
There is glamour in the glad effluent sky	C
Go and leave me I will dream of you and love you when you're gone	C2
I have served you O my masters let me die	C
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A little heap of ashes grey and sodden by the rain	D2
Wind scattered blurred and blotted by the snow	E2
Let that be all to tell of me and glorious again	F2
Ye things of greening gladness leap and glow	E2
A black scar in the sunshine by the palm leaf or the pine	B
Blind to the night and dead to all desire	A
Yet oh of life and uplift what a symbol and a sign	B
Yet oh of power and conquest what a destiny is mine	B
A little heap of ashes Yea a miracle divine	B
The foot print of a god all radiant Fire	A

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