{"collection":"bos","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/bos/bos391.htm","path":"bos/bos391.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/bos/bos391.htm","text":"Internet Book of Shadows, (Various Authors), [1999]\n \n \n BENEATH THE FULL MOON \n \n Come, I will sing it in your ear: \n Your dancing days are come. \n All the feeling you hold dear \n Will lift your spirit some; \n Dance until the rosey dawn \n All in a gay, glad rag. \n I carry the Sun in a golden cup, \n The Moon in a silver bag. \n \n And I will sing you merrily \n Into my ring of dooms, \n And I will twine into your hair \n A wreath of maiden blooms. \n You'll turn, when dancing days wane low \n To Crone, but not to Hag. \n I carry the Sun in a golden cup, \n The Moon in a silver bag. \n \n \n \n \n As Maiden grows to Mother, \n And Mother into Crone, \n Dance, My darling daughter, \n Beneath My rounded Moon. \n Dance in argent splendor \n Until your spirits flag. \n I carry the Sun in a golden cup, \n The Moon in a silver bag. \n \n --Copyright (c) 1988 by Sourdough Jackson \n The Lizard King-\"I am the Lizard King; I can do \n anything.\"(1:104/45.5) \n \n 1876","title":"Internet Book of Shadows: Beneath The Full Moon (Sourdoug...","type":"page"}