. L'eterna misericordia e la vedova in Bye street. el brillava, la navata e il coro,AH facce divenne fireBelow la finestra orientale highTo vedere Cristi star venire fino a sky.Poi hanno alzato le mani e girato.e tutte le loro dita sollevata bruciato.bruciò come l'altare d'oro tallows.bruciava come una truppa di dèi proprio Hallows, 18 L'eterna misericordia portando alla mente la masterizzazione timeWhen tutte le campane will rock e la masterizzazione chimeAnd santi sulla masterizzazione horsesWill spazzare i pianeti dalla loro coursesAnd allentato le stelle bruciare fino a notte.Signore, dacci occhi per recare il Ught. Noi tutti siamo andati tranquillo giù il S

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. The everlasting mercy and The widow in the Bye street. el glowed, the nave, the choir, AH the faces became fireBelow the eastern window highTo see Christs star come up the sky.Then they lifted hands and turned.And all their lifted fingers burned.Burned like the golden altar tallows.Burned like a troop of Gods own Hallows, 18 THE EVERLASTING MERCY Bringing to mind the burning timeWhen all the bells will rock and chimeAnd burning saints on burning horsesWill sweep the planets from their coursesAnd loose the stars to burn up night.Lord, give us eyes to bear the Ught. We all went quiet down the Scallenge Lest Police Inspector Drew should challenge. But Spector Drew was sleeping sweet, His head upon a charges sheet, Under the gas jet flaring full, Snorting and snoring like a bull, His bull cheeks puffed, his bull lips blowing, His ugly yellow front teeth showing. Just as we peeped we saw him fumble And scratch his head, and shift, and mumble. Down in the lane so thin and darkThe tan-yards stank of bitter bark, The curates pigeons gave a flutter, . We all went quiet down the Scallenge Lest Police Inspector Drew should Challenge. THE EVERLASTING MERCY 19 A cat went courting down the gutter, And none else stirred a foot or feather.The houses put their heads together, Talking, perhaps, so dark and sly.Of all the folk theyd seen go by, Children, and men and women, merry all.Whod some day pass that way to burial.It was all dark, but at the turningThe Lion had a window burning.So in we went and up the stairs, Treading as still as cats and hares.The way the stairs creaked made you wonderIf dead mens bones were hidden under.At head of stairs upon the landingA woman with a lamp was standing;She greet each gent at head of stairsWith ^^Step in, gents, and take your chairs.The punchU come when kettle bubble.But dont make noise or therell be trouble.Twas Doxy Jane, a bouncing girl 20 THE EVEBLASTING MERCY With eyes all sparks and hair all curl, And cheeks all red and lips all coal, And thirs

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