<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428668" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Salutation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To you and you and you who have given<br>Two sons for England's sake,--what word? <br>Oh, there is weeping heard in Heaven<br>And Mary's heart has the Eighth Sword. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Henceforth as you go through the town<br>The folk who see you go and come<br>Will doff their hats to your renown, <br>With: Salvete flores Martyrum! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O chosen from all women and men<br>For that high lonely destiny! <br>Now that we look at you, 'tis plain<br>God set a mark to know you by. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Your cross was growing in the tree<br>Before the golden world was made; <br>Your martyr's palms began to be<br>Before 'Let there be Light' was said. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And still where'er you come and go<br>The world's the lighter for your load. <br>Who thinks on common things and low<br>When your high sorrow takes the road? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>O predestined and pre-elect <br>'Tis you must bear the glorious scars. <br>Stand up, dear Saints, white and erect, <br>The wounded in the heavenly wars. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Beloved, afflicted, marked for grace. <br>God's folk who watch you go and come, <br>Call, leaning from their Paradise place, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Salvete flores Martyrum!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428668" data-title="Salutation de Katharine Tynan" data-description="To 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 h..."></div> </div> </div>

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