2018-NOV-30-0735Hrs
To the life of a complex lady, of whose intellect we benefited .....
The Lyrics of Cardinal John Newman, made relevant on a patch of earth called "Mausica"
Lead, kindly Light, amid th’ encircling gloom,
Lead Thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home,
Lead Thou me on;
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path, but now
Lead Thou me on;
I loved the garish day, and spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will; remember not past years.
So long Thy pow’r has blest me, sure it still
Wilt lead me on,
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
There was also the lyrics of some ancestor unknown
Is a long time gyul dat I ent see you
Come leh me hold yuh hand......
or
Go down to Scarborough find um find um
Go down to Scarborough
Go down to Scarborough find um find um
Bring back mih covalet here.....
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Words cannot do it.....I cant find words to say thank you to Miss Cuffie.
Scratchie
Theodore Lewis 69
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