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Post by Silentus on Nov 24, 2003 2:02:27 GMT
Author wished to remain anonymous: All that yeare, hand in hand, Night nor day they wist of none, When it it was come, when it was gone... But ever sang they the song thay wrought, Why stande, why go we not??
No editing was employed in publishing this canticle. The subject fully agreed to allow his or her recitation to be recorded and published to the public record, but wished to remain anonymous. © Silentus the Chronicler
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