Star Over Bethlehem
Star Over Bethlehem
“The Circle was our Home!
The Tors closed in around us, and we never dared to roam.
The Flint, it was our Weapon, and we kept the Beasts at bay, When there came on us the Sea Men—the roving Northern Free Men, And closed in all around us, as we fled in wild dismay!
They had Knives of Magic Metal! Their beards were flaming red!
But one there was, a mighty man, o’ertopped them by a head.
He cried: “Well done, my Vikings, we will leave them limb and life, Take their cattle, we require them—take thei...r wives if you desire them.
As for me, who am your Captain, now be mine the Headman’s wife!”
A groan came from the People (She was our Eyes and Ears), The Phoenician blood flowed in her from down the longpast years.
Alone, she stood there fearless. “O Stranger from the Sea, Take back thy hand and leave me; my Eyes cannot deceive me!
It is Doom of Death I bring thee … so be warned and let me be!”
But he laughed a mighty laugh, and he swore aloud by Thor: “From thy cringing mate I take thee, to be mine for evermore, For the magic of thy presence, for the beauty of thy face!”MoreLess
The Tors closed in around us, and we never dared to roam.
The Flint, it was our Weapon, and we kept the Beasts at bay, When there came on us the Sea Men—the roving Northern Free Men, And closed in all around us, as we fled in wild dismay!
They had Knives of Magic Metal! Their beards were flaming red!
But one there was, a mighty man, o’ertopped them by a head.
He cried: “Well done, my Vikings, we will leave them limb and life, Take their cattle, we require them—take thei...r wives if you desire them.
As for me, who am your Captain, now be mine the Headman’s wife!”
A groan came from the People (She was our Eyes and Ears), The Phoenician blood flowed in her from down the longpast years.
Alone, she stood there fearless. “O Stranger from the Sea, Take back thy hand and leave me; my Eyes cannot deceive me!
It is Doom of Death I bring thee … so be warned and let me be!”
But he laughed a mighty laugh, and he swore aloud by Thor: “From thy cringing mate I take thee, to be mine for evermore, For the magic of thy presence, for the beauty of thy face!”MoreLess
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