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JubileeBuild up the fireBuild up the one, true love I stoke the aces and stake a show of Deadman's bluff Snuff out the aegis Raze out the aeon flux And of that fire And by the ages I sought from you In true blue Must I alone of oceans born and make And, wanton moon again be by sleep to wake The workmen tires anew His ship saddened along the route Yet at journey's end a journey has no fools What once was tender scene is now jubilee And your sanctuary becomes, becomes, becomes jubilee God sense soul They blossom under a dream An orchard's child Flower round you'll catch conceit Not now nor will thee unmask by spectral means I've known of Earth's sky A robin's tears draw mist from mud To slumber untouched Prodigal and lame Serene, yet grace born Temperate, yet dead in laurels From sphere and dome I yield escape If there's no excuse that I could ever will to suit Then how do they satisfy a vengeance I've failed to roost? What once was tender scene is now jubilee And your sanctuary becomes, becomes, becomes, becomes jubilee Lark in thy view Glow worms spin sails for thy breath Our faeries fairest ship sends a most oft regret The virgin ground pounds proud hearts to transience As sadness is one A faeries strength is in the murk Yet tending by firsts Just who abides the melancholic kiss When your upward sob's a comet called autumn from May Beneath pleasure and arms astronomers trade for stars But I never knew that you were one of ours What once was tender scene is now jubilee And your sanctuary becomes, becomes, becomes jubilee |