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Arthur Symons - The AdorationArthur Symons - The Adoration
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Why have you brought me myrrh And frankincense and gold? Lay at the feet of her Whom you have loved of old Your frankincense and gold? I have brought frankincense And myrrh and gold to you From weary lands far hence That I have journeyed through To come at last to you. I cannot take your gold And frankincense and myrrh; My heart was growing cold While you were following her: Take back your gold and myrrh. Too late I come to you With prayers of frankincense. Pure gold, sweet myrrh, ye too, Scorned, must go hence, far hence As smoking frankincense.
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