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Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & green Grey-headed…
“Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven…
‘Nought loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to Thought A greater than itself to know: ‘And,…
In futurity I prophetic see That the earth from sleep (Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise and seek For her Maker meek;…
My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel…
Father, father, where are you going O do not walk so fast. Speak father, speak to your little boy Or else I…
The little boy lost in the lonely fen, Led by the wandering light, Began to cry, but God, ever nigh, Appeared like…
Is this a holy thing to see, In a rich and fruitful land, Babes reducd to misery, Fed with cold and usurous…
Can I see another’s woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another’s grief, And not seek for kind relief?…
Read by Eddie Redmayne & Elizabeth McGovern
1 I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good…
What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be…
(Excerpt) But wherefore be harsh on a single case? After how many modes, this Christmas Eve, Does the self-same weary thing take…
