Who was it built the cradle of wrought gold?
A druid, chanting by the waters old.
Who was it kept the sword of vision bright?
A warrior, falling darkly in the fight.
Who was it put the crown upon the dove?
A woman, paling in the arms of love.
Oh, who but these, since Adam ceased to be,
Have kept their ancient guard about the Tree?
I am busy working to bring Alice Corbin's "Symbols" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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