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U N I C O R N S |
He knows his gentle birth,
He knows that god has chosen him
Above all beasts of Earth.
He keeps him safe and high
Upon a narrow path and steep
Climbing to the sky.
He scorns the hunter’s dart,
And only a virgin’s magic power
Shall tame his haughty heart.
But for this Unicorn,
And what would be the fate of us,
Poor sinners, lost, forlorn?
Unworthy though we be,
Into his fathers kingdom,
To dwell eternally.