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Long years ago ere R lls or R ce	A
Trebled the mileage man could cover	B
When Sh nks's Mare was H bs n's Choice	A
And Bl r ot had not flown to Dover	B
When good hoteliers looked askance	A
If any power save horse flesh drew vans	A
'Time was in easy hand made France	A
I met the Cure of Saint Juvans	A
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He was no babbler but at last	C
One learned from things he left unspoken	D
How in some fiery far off past	C
His and a woman's heart were broken	D
He sought for death but found it not	E
Yet seeking found his true vocation	D
And fifty years by all forgot	E
Toiled at a simple folk's salvation	D
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His pay was lower than our Dole	F
The piteous little church he tended	G
Had neither roof nor vestments whole	F
Save what his own hard fingers mended	H
While any hour at every need	I
As Conscience or La Grippe assailed 'em	J
His parish bade him come with speed	I
And foot or cart he never failed 'em	J
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His speech to suit his hearers ran	K
From pure Parisian to gross peasant	L
With interludes North African	D
If any Legionnaire were present	L
And when some wine ripe atheist mocked	M
His office or the Faith he knelt in	N
He left the sinner dumb and shocked	M
By oaths his old Battalion dealt in	N
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And he was learned in Death and Life	O
And he was Logic's self as France is	A
He knew his flock man maid and wife	O
Their forebears failings and finances	A
Spite Avarice Devotion Lies	A
Passion ablaze or sick Obsession	D
He dealt with each physician wise	A
Stern or most tender at Confession	D
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To day God knows where he may lie	P
His Cross of weathered beads above him	Q
But one not worthy to untie	P
His shoe string prays you read and love him	Q

Rudyard Kipling

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