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Post by Cearnach » Wed May 27, 2020 10:02 pm

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Just behind the High Altar is the resting place of the last (at least as the Normans tell it) Anglo-Saxon King of England, Edward the Confessor. While not yet acknowledged as a Saint, his cult is growing fast among the people of England, especially its native population. There has been some consideration given to the idea that future kings will be buried here as well, though for now it provides a quiet place for contemplation, secluded from the rest of the abbey behind the altar's great screen.
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *

Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England
--Eliot, Little Gidding

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