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Katharine Tynan - The Predestined
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Dear, we might have known you were
     To die young--and were we blind 
To the light on face and hair? 
     Dear, so simple and so kind. 


You were clean as your own sword
     And as straight too and steel true. 
In the Army of the Lord
     What promotion waits for you! 


I can see you where you stand, 
     Knightly soul, so clean, so brave. 
With a new sword in your hand
     Where the lilied banners wave. 


Flower of simple chivalry, 
     Marked for honour and for grace; 
It was very plain to see
     The clear shining of your face. 


You are gone now: it`s turned cold: 
     Very good you were and dear. 
Wear the looks you wore of old
     When we meet,--some other year.
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