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... And the white hamlet gathered round its base , Like Mary sitting at her Saviour's feet , And looking up at his beloved face ! O friend ! O best of friends ! Thy absence 26 THE GOLDEN LEGEND . "The day is done; and slowly from the scene.
... And the white hamlet gathered round its base , Like Mary sitting at her Saviour's feet , And looking up at his beloved face ! O friend ! O best of friends ! Thy absence 26 THE GOLDEN LEGEND . "The day is done; and slowly from the scene.
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... Mary , and our Lord ; and I Would follow in humility The way by them illumined ! URSULA . My child ! my child ! thou must not die ! ELSIE . Why should I live ? Do I not know The life of woman is full of woe ? Toiling on and on and on ...
... Mary , and our Lord ; and I Would follow in humility The way by them illumined ! URSULA . My child ! my child ! thou must not die ! ELSIE . Why should I live ? Do I not know The life of woman is full of woe ? Toiling on and on and on ...
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... Mary , then . GOTTLIEB . Ah , woe is me ! Ah , woe is me ! Most wretched am I among men ! URSULA . Alas ! that I should live to see Thy death , beloved , and to stand Above thy grave ! Ah , woe the day ! ELSIE . Thou wilt not see it . I ...
... Mary , then . GOTTLIEB . Ah , woe is me ! Ah , woe is me ! Most wretched am I among men ! URSULA . Alas ! that I should live to see Thy death , beloved , and to stand Above thy grave ! Ah , woe the day ! ELSIE . Thou wilt not see it . I ...
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... yonder . That is the image of the master , carved By the fair hand of his own child , Sabina . ELSIE . PRINCE HENRY . That , too , she sculptured . How beautiful is the column that he looks at ! II . MARY AT THE WELL .
... yonder . That is the image of the master , carved By the fair hand of his own child , Sabina . ELSIE . PRINCE HENRY . That , too , she sculptured . How beautiful is the column that he looks at ! II . MARY AT THE WELL .
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... Fall ! Here the ANGEL GABRIEL shall leave Paradise and fly towards the earth ; the jaws of Hell open below , and the Devils walk about , making a great noise . wwwwwww . " IN " » MARY . Along the THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 87.
... Fall ! Here the ANGEL GABRIEL shall leave Paradise and fly towards the earth ; the jaws of Hell open below , and the Devils walk about , making a great noise . wwwwwww . " IN " » MARY . Along the THE GOLDEN LEGEND . 87.
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ABBOT Abelard Angel beautiful Behold bells BIRKET FOSTER blessed breast breath chaunted child Christ church cloth coloured convent crowd dark DAVID BOGUE dead death deed deep door drink ELSIE ENGRAVINGS ON WOOD eyes face Fastrada Father fear feet FLEET STREET flowers forest FRIAR CUTHBERT FRIAR JOHN FRIAR PAUL garden golden GOLDEN LEGEND GOTTLIEB hand head hear heard heart heaven Heloise HENRY VIZETELLY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Herod Hirschau Hoheneck holy HUBERT ILLUSTRATED JESUS JOHN GILBERT Judas King light live look Lord LUCIFER MARY Minnesinger monks morocco mystery night o'er ODENWALD pain pardon passion pray prayers priest PRINCE HENRY rest Rhuys Saint Salern SCENE:-THE shadow shine SIEBALD singing sleep soul sound stand stone strange sweet TELLY thee thine Thou art thou hast trump of doom unto URSULA voice walls WALTER WILLIAM HARVEY wind window wine words yonder
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