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Of Courtesy, it is much less / Than Courage of Heart or Holiness, / Yet in my Walks it seems to me / That the Grace of God is in Courtesy.
On Monks I did in Storrington fall, / They took me straight into their Hall; / I saw Three Pictures on a wall, / And Courtesy was in them all.
The first the Annunciation; / The second the Visitation; / The third the Consolation, / Of God that was Our Lady's Son.
The first was of Saint Gabriel; / On Wings a-flame from Heaven he fell; / And as he went upon one knee / He shone with Heavenly Courtesy.
Our Lady out of Nazareth rode -- / It was Her month of heavy load; / Yet was Her face both great and kind, / For Courtesy was in Her Mind.
The third it was our Little Lord, / Whom all the Kings in arms adored; / He was so small you could not see / His large intent of Courtesy.
Our Lord, that was Our Lady's Son, / Go bless you, People, one by one; / My Rhyme is written, my work is done.