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Название: Martyrology Book 6 Books

Автор: bp Nichol

Издательство: Ingram

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СКАЧАТЬ have understood so little Lord in my cringing smallness my weaknesses I have indulged Lord did not understand how they weakened me until they lead You away Lord & i was silent did not strike out did not lead a multitude against them as i should have could have had i but faced the fear & littleness within me

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      raimnistmist

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      ramiinstmist

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      rmaiisntmist

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      mriasitnmist

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      misrtamiinst

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      we have left Thee behind Lord, left ourselves in that leaving, far from truth from being true to Thee, fled, in our fear, over the sea, forever, i can never forgive me, we can never forgive us, the day we fled that last chance to serve Thee

      we left us behind Lord, with Thy body, on a cross, saw them hammer the nails in, with the others, so many before You we had watched bleed to death, so many deaths we have spoke against in silence, as we did again, railed against them wtih downcast eyes & turned backs, railed against them & abandoned Thee

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      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      against the boat

      the waves

      ·

      so where did you go?

      this way

      & that

      &

      only ourselves

      crazy in the vast blue of

      the sky

      the sea

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      sometimes in the night frightened by my own cowardice things i should’ve said or done dreams the man in black walking towards me the buildings falling i am powerless to stop him tho his face is mine his eyes are mine i am watching it all happen wordless

      sometimes in the morning waking the boat is rocking he is watching me & i say nothing i say less & less think more & more my lips dry yes as much from stubborness as lack

      of desire set sail in despair into the midst of

      at night the dreams of daytime & my silence my inabilities my

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      gulls

      gills · (& in the distance hills)

       part 2

      ‘having heard the story of the giant Buamundus in the happiness of a feast, jestingly called his son by the giant’s name.

      Ordericus Vitalis

      Historia Ecclesiastica IV, 212 (as quoted in The Lost Literature of Medieval England by R.M. Wilson)

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      being more than most

      being of some parts larger

      (the girth)

      being loud of mouth & large of appetite

      being proud of his size

      his strength

      BOO!!

      set a scare

      AMONG US

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      certain: was talked about

      uncertain: what was said

      certain: a jest

      uncertain: whether he would have thot it funny

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      came there

      to that cross

      Christianity then

      in СКАЧАТЬ