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And in the flames great temples crashing down,
The houses of the gods are rent asunder,
And through them sweep the angels triumphing,
And over all I see
[The light reaches the face.
And over all I see The face of Christ!
[He clasps her hanging feet.
Oh heart of earthly lovers keep me safe,
Oh blessed anguished feet, let me hold you still.
The houses of the gods are rent asunder,
And through them sweep the angels triumphing,
And over all I see
[The light reaches the face.
And over all I see The face of Christ!
[He clasps her hanging feet.
Oh heart of earthly lovers keep me safe,
Oh blessed anguished feet, let me hold you still.
[The light spreads over the stage and drives back the mist.
Angus. The gods are forgotten in Morven of the glens;
The sun shines clearly, and gentle is the day;
Like snow in summer corries, like the mist upon the bens,
The lovely gods of darkness are vanished away.
The sun shines clearly, and gentle is the day;
Like snow in summer corries, like the mist upon the bens,
The lovely gods of darkness are vanished away.
END OF THE PLAY
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