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IN THE WOLSEY CHAPEL, WINDSOR |
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IN THE WOLSEY CHAPEL, WINDSOR
Prince well-beloved! true heart and presence fair!
High o'er the marble of thy carved repose
From Windsor's keep the Flag of England blows;
A thousand years float in the storied air.
There sleeps thy Sire; and often gently there
Comes one who mourns with steadfast eyes, and strows
The rhododendron round thee and the rose;
Love is her silence and her look is prayer.
High o'er the marble of thy carved repose
From Windsor's keep the Flag of England blows;
A thousand years float in the storied air.
There sleeps thy Sire; and often gently there
Comes one who mourns with steadfast eyes, and strows
The rhododendron round thee and the rose;
Love is her silence and her look is prayer.
Nor now that Banner's broad-flung triumphings,
Nor spirit whispering to the sons of kings
Of strong continuance, age-long empery;—
But that one woman's gaze the promise brings
To thee that sleepest of eternal things,
Realms yet unreached, and high love still to be.
Nor spirit whispering to the sons of kings
Of strong continuance, age-long empery;—
But that one woman's gaze the promise brings
To thee that sleepest of eternal things,
Realms yet unreached, and high love still to be.
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