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Now why do you stand by the
Abandoned to beauty and
The thorn of the night in bosom
The spear of the age in side?

Lost in the rages of
Lost in the rags of
Lost in the of the sickness
That loosens the high nerves

Oh chosen love, oh love
Oh tangle of and ghost
Oh darling of angels, and saints
And the whole broken-hearted host, gentle this

And come forth from cloud of unknowing
And kiss the of the moon
The new Jerusalem
Why tarry all night in this

And no word of discomfort
Or no observer to mourn
But climb on your and be silent
the rose on its ladder of thorns

Oh chosen love, oh love
Oh tangle of and ghost
Oh darling of angels, and saints
And the whole host, gentle this soul

Then lay rose on the fire
The fire up to the sun
The sun give to splendor
In the of the high holy one

For the holy one of a letter
Dreams of a death
thee continuous stutter
Of the word being made flesh

Oh love, oh frozen love
Oh of matter and ghost
Oh of angels, demons and saints
And the whole broken-hearted host, gentle this soul, gentle this

Oh love, oh frozen love
Oh tangle of and ghost
Oh of angels, demons and saints
And the whole broken-hearted host, gentle this soul, this soul