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CONSECRATION by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: THE TWILIGHT TO MY STAR
Last Line: ANOINTED ME.
The Twilight to my Star,
Her hoary head
A Hope receding far,
To Life re-led.

Apart and poor I lay;
My fevered frame
Slow withering away,
When soft she came,

From comfort, to my care;
And Pity sweet
Subdued her, kneeling there,
@3To kiss my feet.@1

A Magdalen adored
Her God in Thee: --
A greater love, O Lord,
Anointed me.



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