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While thus she mourn'd one day, her priest, as oft
It was his wont to do, came up the croft.
It was his wont to do, came up the croft.
“O, reverend father, Heaven's own peace and grace
Thou bearest with thee, shining in thy face!
Grant only that their sunshine fall on me,
And make me strong, yet thou no weaker be.”
Thou bearest with thee, shining in thy face!
Grant only that their sunshine fall on me,
And make me strong, yet thou no weaker be.”
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