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First Line: Leave we awhile without the turmoil of the town
Subject(s): Mary. Mother Of Jesus; Women - Bible



Leave we awhile without the turmoil of the town;

Leave we the sullen gloom, the faces full of care:
Leave we awhile without the turmoil of the town;
Stay we awhile and dream, within this place of prayer,
Stay we, and pray, and dream: till in our hearts die down
Leave we the sullen gloom, the faces full of care:
Stay we awhile and dream, within this place of prayer,
Thoughts of the world, unkind and weary: till Christ crown
Stay we, and pray, and dream: till in our hearts die down
Laborious day with love. Hark! on the fragrant air,
Thoughts of the world, unkind and weary: till Christ crown
Music of France, voices of France, fall piercing fair:
Laborious day with love. Hark! on the fragrant air,
Poor France, where Mary star shines, lest her children drown.
Our Lady of France! dost thou inhabit here? Behold,
Music of France, voices of France, fall piercing fair:
What sullen gloom invests this city strange to thee!
Poor France, where Mary's star shines, lest her children drown.
Our Lady of France! dost thou inhabit here? Behold,
In Seine, and pleasant Loire, thou gloriest from of old;
Thou rulest rich Provence; lovest the Breton sea:
What sullen gloom invests this city strange to thee!
What dost thou far from home? Nay! here my children fold
In Seine, and pleasant Loire, thou gloriest from of old;
Their exiled hands in orison, and long for me.
Thou rulest rich Provence; lovest the Breton sea:
What dost thou far from home? Nay! here my children fold


Their exiled hands in orison, and long for me.






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