DAGGER OF THE MOON    words and music by Arthur Hinds   Is there a song that invests the stone    Of cavern and spring and mound   With its cadence in starlight   The blistered palm holding its tune   And would you still stand   Ear cocked, alone   With the baying of blood-eared hounds   Suffer facing the serpent's bite   And the dagger of the moon   Sing the heart of water   Shape the dun clay   See the fire   Think on the wind   Spread your wings and fly   Let the mirror call you   Touch her doorway   And know desire   But open it not   Lest you surely die   Come hear the craft of the cauldron crone   And dance in his secret round   On cloven step, the circle spoke   On salted sands and tidal runes   And hear you a song the enchants the stone   Of dolmen and ringèd mound   Beyond the cloth of astral smoke   Without the strident clockwright's tune   Open your eye and then invoke   The dagger of the moon