A Celtic Psaltery by Alfred Perceval Graves
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Following each his own lone ends,
Constant friends we here abide. Pangar, master of his art, Plays his part in pranksome youth; While in age sedate I clear Shadows from the sphere of Truth. Invocations and Reflections A PRAYER TO THE VIRGIN (Edited by Strachan in _Eriu_, vol. i, p. 122. Tenth or perhaps ninth century) Gentle Mary, Noble Maiden, Hearken to our suppliant pleas! Shrine God's only Son was laid in! Casket of the Mysteries! Holy Maid, pure Queen of Heaven, |
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