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I have no angels left :Now, Sweet, to pray to: Where you have made your shrine :They are away to. They have struck Heaven's tent, :And gone to cover you: Whereso you keep your state :Heaven is pitched over you.
I have no angels left :Now, Sweet, to pray to: Where you have made your shrine :They are away to. They have struck Heaven's tent, :And gone to cover you: Whereso you keep your state :Heaven is pitched over you.
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- Francis Thompson (identity unresolved)
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- Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations (1922) (1922 AD)
Printed page 27 · quotation 7 · Francis Thompson · A Carrier Song. St. 4.
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