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Rh SALUTATION

you and you and you who have given

Two sons for England's sake,—what word?

Oh, there is weeping heard in Heaven

And Mary's heart has the Eighth Sword.

Henceforth as you go through the town

The folk who see you go and come

Will doff their hats to your renown,

With: Salvete flores Martyrum!

O chosen from all women and men

For that high lonely destiny!

Now that we look at you, 'tis plain

God set a mark to know you by.

Your cross was growing in the tree

Before the golden world was made;

Your martyr's palms began to be

Before "Let there be Light" was said.

And still where'er you come and go

The world's the lighter for your load.

Who thinks on common things and low

When your high sorrow takes the road?