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Chapter 17
Theorgangaveoffafewchords,quietenedintoaripplingaccompaniment,andintothedimstone-lacearchesoneunearthlyboy’svoicesoared,thinandhighandsweet,sofilledwithinnocentpuritythefewpeopleinthegreatemptychurchclosedtheireyes,mournedforthatwhichcouldnevercometothemagain.
Panisangelicus
Fitpanishominum,
Datpaniscoelicus
Figuristerminum,
Oresmirabilis,
ManducatDominus,
Pauper,pauper,
Servusethumilis…
Breadofangels,heavenlybread,Othingofwonder.OutofthedepthshaveIcrieduntoThee,OLord;Lord,hearmyvoice!LetThineearbeattunedtothesoundsofmysupplication.Turnnotaway,OLord,turnnotaway.ForThouartmySovereign,myMaster,myGod,andIamThyhumbleservant.InThineeyesonlyonethingcounts,goodness.ThoucarestnotifThyservantsbebeautifulorugly.ToTheeonlytheheartmatters;inTheeallishealed,inTheeIknowpeace.
Lord,itislonely.Iprayitbeoversoon,thepainoflife.TheydonotunderstandthatI,sogifted,findsomuchpaininliving.ButThoudost,andThycomfortisallwhichsustainsme.NomatterwhatThourequirestofme,OLord,shallbegive,forIloveThee.AndifImightpresumetoaskanythingofThee,itisthatinTheeallelseshallbeforeverforgotten…
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"You’reveryquiet,Mum,"saidDane."Thinkingofwhat?OfDrogheda?"
"No,"saidMeggiedrowsily."I’mthinkingthatI’mgettingold.Ifoundhalfadozengreyhairsthismorning,andmybonesache."
