A Poem For St. Bridget's Day
Feb. 1st, 2009 08:59 am BRIGHID'S BISHOPS
No man shall serve as bishop save
A working smith: such a one as can craft
A broad brooch of filigree work
Or set me a stone in a silver ring.
Let him be hammering gold to a thinness
When singing prime. Let his mitre hang
On the door of a forge. Let him cast a chasuble
Over his apron when summoned to
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Date: 2009-02-01 01:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-02-01 05:21 pm (UTC)When singing prime.
I really like.
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Date: 2009-02-02 03:43 am (UTC)Nine
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God bless and take care. :).
Olga/Maddie
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