The Knight Templar’s Dream
Source: The Stone Fiddle by Paddy Tunney
Location: New Edition, page 142 / 143
As Morpheus my senses in slumber did drown,
I dreamt I was climbing Horeb’s holy mound,
Where Moses was chosen Grand Master in love,
By the Great architect in Heaven above.
With trembling fear and wonder I did gaze,
To see a bush a’ burning all by a mighty blaze.
My bones they did shudder and feeble was my frame,
When a dreadful fiery serpent right forward to me came.
I looked at death approaching with terror, dread and grief,
Then called on Goodness to grant me some relief,
When to my astonishment a voice unto me said:
“Come, take up the serpent and do not be afraid.”
I then became a pilgrim to travel night and day.
I took the Rod of God to guide me on my way,
Over high hill and mountains, bound for the Temple bright,
Till I came to Jerusalem, that city of delight.
I say the Knights of Malta in shining armour bright
Surround the Sons of Darkness that cast away the light.
I crossed the rover Jordan and Jericho likewise,
To lovely Mount Sion where sweet odours scent the skies.
I enlisted as a soldier to fight for Christian liberty,
Against the Turk and Heathen and all idolatry.
To all our faithful batteles Jehovah lent a hand
To Gideon, Beeve and Joshua who caused the sun to stand.
I travelled over Mount Ararat and fair Armenia’s land,
From that to Enoch’s Temple where I saw two pillars grand.
I knocked upon the gasper gates, admittance there I sought,
Through many coloured arches till I found the sacred font.
With torches burning round me in one continuous blaze,
Where I say the mystery and on it in awe did gaze.
When to my astonishment two fiery dragons came,
And at the height of my surprise, I woke out of my dream.