Man'S Prime Desire

O thou whose wisdom is the rule of kings-- (Glory to God who gave it!)--answer me: Is any blessing better than a son? Man's prime desire; by which his name and he Shall live beyond himself; by whom his eyes Shine living, and his dust with roses blows; A foot for thee to stand on he shall be, A hand to stop thy falling; in his youth Thou shalt be young, and in his strength be strong; Sharp shall he be in battle as a sword, A cloud of arrows on the enemy's head; His voice shall cheer his friends to better plight, And turn the foeman's glory into flight.