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PILGRIM SONG by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR

First Line: GIRDLES OF GOLD AND OF GRAMARAYE
Last Line: (BUT SHALL I NOT FORGET?)
Subject(s): PILGRIMAGES & PILGRIMS;
GIRDLES of gold and of gramaraye
My lady's bosom clip.
And so I tread this aching way,
Dead roses in my scrip.

Her head was like Aldeboran.
(O Christ, that Star is set!)
Her voice was a spell Arabian.
(But shall I not forget?)



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