Rome, Harakiri for the Sky, J. J. — The Lay of Iria

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The ash eternal
Ever stands it green
Whence come the dues
Whence come the maidens
Much knowing those they established

What [?] they craved
Destinies pronounced
And life allotted
To the sons of man
Whence come the maidens
And among them, most beautiful of all

Iria of [Ægir?]
Wolves, she tamed
Magic arts, she knew
And even the Gods remеmber her song
And man drank mead еach morn’
From all father’s pledge

And had the maidens drink as well
And war came, and with her famine
And men and women lay dead
And the Gods held council
What had made Odin and Týr
Cast their spears

For now oaths are not held sacred
Nor words, nor swearing, nor binding pacts made
And there on the height sat, joyous Iria
Iria of [Ægir?]
Striking her harp
Northward turned

Far from the sun
She there saw waiting
The sluggish streams
Bloodthirsty men
And perjurers
And wolves

She saw axe age turn wolf age
Here the world sinks
And she saw her rise a second time
Earth from ocean
Beauteously green

And rivers meeting on plains
She saw her rise a second time
Earth from ocean
Beauteously green
And rivers meeting on plains

Unter uns die erlesene Schar
In ihrem eigenen, innersten Kreis
Unter dem Staub der Arenen
Zitternde, wiegende Gewalten
Klöster der neuen Heiligen

In deren Augen die Strömung noch funkelt
In deren Herzen die Flutung beginnt
Es rätseln die alten Tiefgelehrten
Es bangt die stille Jugend
Man fliegt vor einem geheimen Wort
Das Ganze verkehrt im Leben, fort