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W H Auden - Horae Canonicae: Lauds
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    Among the leaves the small birds sing;
    The crow of the cock commands awaking:
    In solitude, for company.

    Bright shines the sun on creatures mortal;
    Men of their neighbours become sensible:
    In solitude, for company.

    The crow of the cock commands awaking;
    Already the mass-bell goes dong-ding:
    In solitude, for company.

    Men of their neighbours become sensible;
    God bless the Realm, God bless the People:
    In solitude, for company.

    Already the mass-bell goes dong-ding;
    The dripping mill-wheel is again turning:
    In solitude, for company.

    God bless the Realm, God bless the People;
    God bless this green world temporal:
    In solitude, for company.

    The dripping mill-wheel is again turning;
    Among the leaves the small birds sing:
    In solitude, for company.
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