After Prayers, Lie Cold (C. S. Lewis Poems)
Arise my body, my small body, we have strivenEnough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven.Arise small body, puppet-like and ...
Arise my body, my small body, we have strivenEnough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven.Arise small body, puppet-like and ...
Roland is dead, Cuchulain's crest is low,The battered war-rear wastes and turns to rust,And Helen's eyes and Iseult's lips are ...
Arise my body, my small body, we have striven Enough, and He is merciful; we are forgiven. Arise small body, ...
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