Varian's AngelDreams: Angels & Angelic Appreciation - AngelAire
updated 2-20-97




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Lyrics & Poetry


Angels are frequently refered to and cherished in poetry and song. This pages provides links to such treasures that I have found around the Web. Enjoy!








POETRY & LYRICS WITH ANGELIC TONES



Along the Road
Album lyrics. The first item is a piece entitled "Angels."
[Note: I haven't been able to access this site in awhile. If that doesn't change soon, I'll be dropping this link.]


An Angel from Heaven Bearing the Curse of Life
Poet Ian MacIntyre writes,
.................... An angel has come to open my eyes.
I see things like never before.


Angelic Whispers
A daily affirmation for meditation.


Angels
A bittersweet poetic tale from J. B. Alexander.
.............................. When I was very tiny,
I could hear my angels sing
and I knew I had a future,
a bright and wonderous thing.

Angels Among Us
Lyrics posted from a newsgroup.
They come to you and me in our darkest hours
To show us how to live
To teach us how to give
To guide us with the light of love

Angels From the Realms of Glory
Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth

Creation of Angels
Poetry and graphics delightfully wedded. "A sensual dream world created to get lost in." Netscape recommended. Sit back and enjoy; this site runs itself!

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

My Guardian Angel
Music by Marc Almond, lyrics by Nigel Hawthorn.
You dried my tears, you've given me hope
You've helped my heart to mend
Thank you my guardian angel
Thank you my friend

Nightmare, With Angels
Stephen Vincent Benet

The Annotated Weather Report Suite: Part II (Let It Grow)
The poet takes a pause from his recital to describe his reference to counting angels dancing on the head of a pin.

The Other Day I Met An Angel
Poem by Copperhead.
I rode in the arms of the angel, high as god.
and I tell you, the face of the angel is terrible.



ISRAFEL
Edgar Allan Poe

.
.
In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
. . "Whose heart-strings are a lute;"
None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel,
And the giddy stars (so legends tell)
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
.
Tottering above
In her highest noon,
The enamored moon
Blushes with love,
While, to listen, the red levin
(With the rapid Pleiads, even,
Which were seven,)
Pauses in Heaven.
.
And they say (the starry choir
And the other listening things)
That Israfel's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings --
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.
.
But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty --
Where Love's a grown-up God --
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.
.
Therefore, thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song;
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!
.
The ecstacies above
With thy burning measures suit --
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute --
Well may the stars be mute!
Yes, Heaven is thine; but this
Is a world of sweets and sours;
Our flowers are merely -- flowers,
And the shadow of thy perfect bliss
Is the sunshine of ours.
.
If I could dwell
Where Israfel
Hath dwelt, and he where I,
He might not sing so wildly well
A mortal melody,
While a bolder note than this might swelll
From my lyre within the sky.
.





The world recedes; it disappears!
Heav'n opens on my eyes, my ears
        With sounds seraphic ring!
Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly!
O Grave, where is thy victory?
       O Death! where is thy sting?

Alexander Pope







"In The Cathedral at Cologne"
From Memorials of a Tour on the Continent
by William Wordsworth

O FOR the help of Angels to complete
This Temple -- Angels governed by a plan
Thus far pursued (how gloriously!) by Man,
Studious that HE might not disdain the seat
Who dwells in heaven! But that aspiring heat
Hath failed; and now, ye Powers! whose gorgeous wings
And splendid aspect yon emblazonings
But faintly picture, 'twere an office meet
For you, on these unfinished shafts to try
The midnight virtues of your harmony: --
This vast design might tempt you to repeat
Strains that call forth upon empyreal ground
Immortal Fabrics, rising to the sound
Of penetrating harps and voices sweet!






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