Date: 11-22-88 23:20 To: All Subj: Beneath the Full Moon BENEATH THE FULL MOON Come, I wil

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Date: 11-22-88 23:20 From: Sourdough Jackson To: All Subj: Beneath the Full Moon BENEATH THE FULL MOON Come, I will sing it in your ear: Your dancing days are come. All the feeling you hold dear Will lift your spirit some; Dance until the rosey dawn All in a gay, glad rag. I carry the Sun in a golden cup, The Moon in a silver bag. And I will sing you merrily Into my ring of dooms, And I will twine into your hair A wreath of maiden blooms. You'll turn, when dancing days wane low To Crone, but not to Hag. I carry the Sun in a golden cup, The Moon in a silver bag. As Maiden grows to Mother, And Mother into Crone, Dance, My darling daughter, Beneath My rounded Moon. Dance in argent splendor Until your spirits flag. I carry the Sun in a golden cup, The Moon in a silver bag. --Copyright (c) 1988 by Sourdough Jackson --- Gnome v1.20 * Origin: The Lizard King-"I am the Lizard King; I can do anything."(1:104/45.5)

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