Puer ferox adventus Ian Anderson

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The brash North wind strikes
Upon the isle of Lindisfarne
I offer searching souls the wisdom of my years
These lessons writ in book of ages holy, past
The agony, the righteous path to
Steer between the waves
The dark abyss, tied to the mast

This sponge of pragmatic Constantine
Mops them all up and wipes them clean
It's all okay, it's all official. The Christ
Child advent here to be seen
Saturn's Solstice, Yuletide blotted
Blended in cynic innocence
Meet in Milan and host the party
Safer to sit astride the fence

What is this book? These airy pages?
Scribed and scribbled with latitude
Tallest tales for poor and needy in wide-
Eyed wonder at faith renewed
Words of gospel and redemption
Absolution if we repent
Emperor's deathbed, late salvation
Baptism in dubious testament

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