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 I'll not reproach The road that winds, my feet that err. Access, approach Art Thou, Time, Way, and Wayfarer.

VIA, ET VERITAS, ET VITA

"You never attained to Him." "If to attain Be to abide, then that may be." "Endless the way, followed with how much pain! "The way was He."

UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN

Given, not lent, And not withdrawn—once sent, This Infant of mankind, this One, Is still the little welcome Son.

New every year, New born and newly dear, He comes with tidings and a song, The ages long, the ages long;