Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dark dank pools


Rave on, down through the industrial revolution
Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age

Rave on down through time and space down through the
corridors
Rave on words on printed page


Rave on, you left us infinity
And well pressed pages torn to fade

Drive on with wild abandon
Uptempo, frenzied heels


Rave on, Walt Whitman, nose down in wet grass
Rave on fill the senses
On nature's bright green shady path


Rave on Omar Khayyam, Rave on Kahlil Gibran
Oh, what sweet wine we drinketh

The celebration will be held
We will partake the wine and break the Holy bread


Rave on let a man come out of Ireland
Rave on on Mr. Yeats,
Rave on down through the Holy Rosey Cross

Rave on down through theosophy, and the Golden Dawn
Rave on through the writing of "A Vision"
Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on, Rave on


Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages

In the moss borne dark dank pools

Rave on, down though the industrial revolution

Empiricism, atomic and nuclear age
Rave on words on printed page