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A SONG FOR THE BEGINNING
I. Now filled was all the sum / Of serving years, and past, forever past, / All duties, all delights, of young esquires: / And to the altar and the hour at last, -- / The hour, the altar, of his dear desires, -- / Clear-shriven and whitely clad the youth was come.