Praise in nature and in the early building that foreshadowed the Cathedral
lyrics
A moon-mist whispers, silver-lifting,
drifting, twining through the night-grey grasses,
seeping over Irwell's eddies.
Wraith, and wanton,
trailing skirts of dew
on setts and stones,
and touching tower and arch,
while pinnacles, black against the sky,
reach fingers to the eastern dawn:
A solis ortu usque ad occasum, (soloist: From the rising to the setting of the sun)
laudabile nomen Domini (soloist: the praiseworthy name of the Lord)
Seven times a day will I praise thee...
St Denys pray me peace
Sweet Mary pray my soul,
St George thee me defend...
A solis ortu usque ad occasum,
laudabile nomen Domini
Seven times a day will I praise thee...
Land, that once was soft-slipper trod,
or pressed by foot unshod;
That summer-soft trees
whispered sunbeams through
to toss, unseen, the hidden perfumes
from the meadow-sweet upon the breeze;
That folded stone, and thatch;
and circled woodscent smoke,
drifting, slow, towards the sky;
or slept;
a resting, plough-lined soil and garnered wealth, beneath the winterwhite;
Or cowered and moaned, torn, whirling,
cruel, and yet kind, in cleansing gales;
And nurtured polysyllabic streams,
and rivers flowing full of sustenance
in tranquil bubble-frosted salmon-hides.
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