Стихи и рассказы из категории chapel

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I made a mountain-brook my guide Thro' a wild Spanish glen,
And wandered, on its grassy side, Far from the homes of men
It lured me with a singing tone, And many a sunny glance,
To a green spot of beauty lone, A haunt for old romanc...
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When to the music of Byrd or Tallis,
The ruffed boys singing in the blackened stalls,
The candles lighting the small bones on their faces,
The Tudors stiff in marble on the walls
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By the shore, a plot of ground Clips a ruined chapel round, Buttressed with a grassy mound; Where Day and Night and Day go by And bring no touch of human sound
Washing of the lonely seas, Shaking of the guardian trees, Piping of the salted br...
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All day long and every day,
From Christmas-Eve to Whit-Sunday,
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When the vexed hubbub of our world of gain Roars round about me as I walk the street,
The myriad noise of Traffic, and the beat Of Toil's incessant hammer, the fierce strain Of struggle hand to hand and brain to brain,
Ofttimes a sudden ...
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