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There was a Priest at Philae	A
Tongue tied feeble and old	B
And the daily prayer to the Virgin	C
Was all the Office he could	D
	-
The others were ill remembered	E
Mumbled and hard to hear	F
But to Mary the two fold Virgin	C
Always his voice rang clear	G
	-
And the congregation mocked him	H
And the weight of the years he bore	I
And they sent word to the Bishop	J
That he should not serve them more	I
	-
Never again at the Offering	K
When the Bread and the Body are one	L
Oh never the picture of Mary	M
Watching him serve her Son	L
	-
Kindly and wise was the Bishop	J
Unto the Priest said he	M
Patience till thou art stronger	N
And keep meantime with me	M
	-
Patience a little it may be	M
The Lord shall loosen thy tongue	O
And then thou shalt serve at the Offering	K
As it was when we were young	O
	-
And the Priest obeyed and was silent	P
And the Bishop gave him leave	Q
To walk alone in the desert	R
Where none should see him grieve	Q
	-
Never again at the Offering	K
When the Wine and the Blood are one	L
Oh never the picture of Mary	M
Watching him honour her Son	L
	-
Saintly and clean was the Bishop	J
Ruling himself aright	R
With prayer and fast in the daytime	S
And scourge and vigil at night	R
	-
Out of his zeal he was minded	R
To add one penance the more	I
A garment of harshest sackcloth	T
Under the robes he wore	I
	-
He gathered the cloth in secret	R
Lest any should know and praise	U
The shears the palm and the packthread	R
And laboured it many ways	U
	-
But he had no skill in the making	K
And failed and fretted the while	A
Till the stood a Woman before him	H
Smiling as Mothers smile	A
	-
Her feet were burned by the desert	R
Like a desert dweller she trod	R
Even the two fold Virgin	C
Spouse and Bearer of God	R
	-
She took the shears and the sacking	K
The needle and stubborn thread	R
She cut she shaped and she sewed them	V
And This shall be blessed she said	R
	-
She passed in the white hot noontide	R
On a wave of the quivering air	W
And the Bishop s eyes were opened	R
And he fell on his face in prayer	W
	-
But far from the smouldering censers	U
Far from the chanted praise	U
Oh far from the pictures of Mary	M
That had watched him all his days	U
	-
Far in the desert by Philae	A
The old Priest walked forlorn	X
Till he saw in the head of her Riders	U
A Queen of the Desert born	X
	-
High she swayed on her camel	A
Beautiful to behold	R
And her beast was belled with silver	N
And her veils were spotted with gold	R
	-
Low she leaned from her litter	N
Soft she spoke in his ear	F
Nay I have watched thy sorrow	Y
Nay but the end is near	G
	-
For again thou shalt serve at the Offering	K
And thy tongue shall be loosed in praise	U
And again thou shalt sing unto Mary	M
Who has watched thee all thy days	U
	-
Go in peace to the Bishop	J
Carry him word from me	M
That the Woman who sewed the sackcloth	T
Would have him set thee free	M

Rudyard Kipling

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