A Holy Hill
Be still: be still: nor dare
Unpack what you have brought,
Nor loosen on this air
Red gnomes of your thought.
Uncover: bend the head
And let the feet be bare;
This air that thou breathest
Is holy air.
Sin not against the Breath,
Using ethereal fire
To make seem as faery
A wanton desire.
Know that this granite height
May be a judgement throne,
Dread thou the unmoveable will,
The wrath of stone.
Unpack what you have brought,
Nor loosen on this air
Red gnomes of your thought.
Uncover: bend the head
And let the feet be bare;
This air that thou breathest
Is holy air.
Sin not against the Breath,
Using ethereal fire
To make seem as faery
A wanton desire.
Know that this granite height
May be a judgement throne,
Dread thou the unmoveable will,
The wrath of stone.
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