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The Sword	A
Singing	B
The voice of the Sword from the heart of the Sword	A
Clanging imperious	C
Forth from Time's battlements	D
His ancient and triumphing Song	E
	-
In the beginning	B
Ere God inspired Himself	F
Into the clay thing	B
Thumbed to His image	G
The vacant the naked shell	H
Soon to be Man	I
Thoughtful He pondered it	J
Prone there and impotent	K
Fragile inviting	B
Attack and discomfiture	L
Then with a smile	M
As He heard in the Thunder	L
That laughed over Eden	N
The voice of the Trumpet	O
The iron Beneficence	P
Calling his dooms	Q
To the Winds of the world	R
Stooping He drew	L
On the sand with His finger	L
A shape for a sign	S
Of his way to the eyes	T
That in wonder should waken	N
For a proof of His will	U
To the breaking intelligence	P
That was the birth of me	V
I am the Sword	A
	-
Bleak and lean grey and cruel	W
Short hilted long shafted	X
I froze into steel	Y
And the blood of my elder	L
His hand on the hafts of me	V
Sprang like a wave	Z
In the wind as the sense	A2
Of his strength grew to ecstasy	V
Glowed like a coal	B2
In the throat of the furnace	C
As he knew me and named me	V
The War Thing the Comrade	C2
Father of honour	L
And giver of kingship	D2
The fame smith the song master	L
Bringer of women	N
On fire at his hands	E2
For the pride of fulfilment	C2
PRIEST saith the Lord	C2
OF HIS MARRIAGE WITH VICTORY	L
Ho then the Trumpet	C2
Handmaid of heroes	F2
Calling the peers	G2
To the place of espousals	G2
Ho then the splendour	L
And glare of my ministry	L
Clothing the earth	H2
With a livery of lightnings	G2
Ho then the music	I2
Of battles in onset	C2
And ruining armours	G2
And God's gift returning	B
In fury to God	C2
Thrilling and keen	J2
As the song of the winter stars	G2
Ho then the sound	C2
Of my voice the implacable	W
Angel of Destiny	L
I am the Sword	C2
	-
Heroes my children	N
Follow O follow me	L
Follow exulting	B
In the great light that breaks	G2
From the sacred Companionship	D2
Thrust through the fatuous	G2
Thrust through the fungous brood	C2
Spawned in my shadow	C2
And gross with my gift	C2
Thrust through and hearken	N
O hark to the Trumpet	C2
The Virgin of Battles	G2
Calling still calling you	L
Into the Presence	G2
Sons of the Judgment	C2
Pure wafts of the Will	U
Edged to annihilate	C2
Hilted with government	C2
Follow O follow me	L
Till the waste places	G2
All the grey globe over	L
Ooze as the honeycomb	K2
Drips with the sweetness	G2
Distilled of my strength	L2
And teeming in peace	G2
Through the wrath of my coming	B
They give back in beauty	L
The dread and the anguish	M2
They had of me visitant	L
Follow O follow then	N
Heroes my harvesters	G2
Where the tall grain is ripe	N2
Thrust in your sickles	G2
Stripped and adust	L
In a stubble of empire	L
Scything and binding	B
The full sheaves of sovranty	L
Thus O thus gloriously	L
Shall you fulfil yourselves	G2
Thus O thus mightily	L
Show yourselves sons of mine	N
Yea and win grace of me	L
I am the Sword	L
	-
I am the feast maker	L
Hark through a noise	G2
Of the screaming of eagles	G2
Hark how the Trumpet	L
The mistress of mistresses	G2
Calls silver throated	L
And stern where the tables	G2
Are spread and the meal	Y
Of the Lord is in hand	L
Driving the darkness	G2
Even as the banners	G2
And spears of the Morning	B
Sifting the nations	G2
The slag from the metal	W
The waste and the weak	O2
From the fit and the strong	E
Fighting the brute	L
The abysmal Fecundity	L
Checking the gross	G2
Multitudinous blunders	G2
The groping the purblind	L
Excesses in service	G2
Of the Womb universal	W
The absolute drudge	G
Firing the charactry	L
Carved on the World	L
The miraculous gem	P2
In the seal ring that burns	G2
On the hand of the Master	L
Yea and authority	L
Flames through the dim	Q2
Unappeasable Grisliness	G2
Prone down the nethermost	L
Chasms of the Void	L
Clear singing clean slicing	B
Sweet spoken soft finishing	B
Making death beautiful	W
Life but a coin	N
To be staked in the pastime	R2
Whose playing is more	L
Than the transfer of being	B
Arch anarch chief builder	L
Prince and evangelist	L
I am the Will of God	L
I am the Sword	L
	-
The Sword	L
Singing	B
The voice of the Sword from the heart of the Sword	L
Clanging majestical	W
As from the starry staired	L
Courts of the primal Supremacy	G2
His high irresistible song	E

William Ernest Henley

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