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��John Daniel Logan
And also ye shall hear
God s mighty music, solemn and sublime,
Clear cadencing from far and near
Its solace to humanity.
Still Love and Faith in Heaven abide perennially,
And all the noble train of chivalry.
Though Lust and Hatred stalk and slay
The innocent, Hope fails not for the coming of the day
When Right shall kiss the lips of Peace; and still arise
Staunch souls who gladly make the martyr s sacrifice.
But not in vain ! The Triumph Song of Love and Death
Into the Symphony Celestial entereth.
FOR AN ONLY SON DARK road runneth to Avalon,*
The happy valley of Avalon ; And spectral heroes foregather where
The dark road endeth in Avalon : In the ghostly light they foregather there ;
And oft they scan with expectant eyes The way that windeth to Paradise:
They scan the way for the young and fair Who fell in battle ; and they greet them, Hail !
And Welcome, Comrades ! to the mystic vale,
The hallowed valley of Avalon. For Avalon s vale is the Warrior s Land,
And Avalon s Halls are the Hero s Home; And God smiles down on the happy band
Of his young true Knights the while they roam The lilied lawns of fair Avalon.
A river floweth through Avalon,
The happy valley of Avalon ; The spectral Knights and Captains and Kings
Kneel by the river in Avalon,
- The Gaelic Paradise.
And drink deep draughts from the crystal springs. The waters give them a sweet increase
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