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14232	Graves, Alfred Perceval	A Celtic Psaltery Being Mainly Renderings in English Verse from Irish & Welsh Poetry			.txt	text/plain	29821	3036	93	How didst thou order thy days in youth?" Christ, Thou Son of God most High, Thou art over them all, till this Earth ends its story. Thy life of grace draws near its end. Thy blessed fame shall ever bide, I may live to love Thy pleasure. Into thy very heart they'll fall and cure thee body and soul." "And this the very spear that thy white side pierced and slew thee?" It is ill with a youth thy heart's secrets to share. May Church and chancel bless Thy good counsel! Dear God, overflows from Thy Spirit. Earth shall own Thy Might Victorious, Of Love, in God's own Heaven and Earth, "Without thy Sire hast thou returned?" That Thou wouldst of Thy good pleasure, Shall to thy first exultancy transmute thee. Till in Thy mercy Thou descend once more Whispering: "Lord, Thy will be done to-day, Thy Heart of Love	./cache/14232.txt	./txt/14232.txt