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 “Like stars when clouds are rolled away; “Salvation to all eyes that gazed, “Once more the Rood had been upraised “To spread its arms, and stand for aye. “Then, then, had I survived to see “New life in Bolton Priory; “The voice restored, the eye of truth “Re-opened that inspired my youth; “Had seen her in her pomp arrayed; “This Banner (for such vow I made) “Should on the consecrated breast “Of that same Temple have found rest: “I would myself have hung it high, “Glad offering of glad victory!

“A shadow of such thought remains “To chear this sad and pensive time; “A solemn fancy yet sustains “One feeble Being—bids me climb