Peter Russell

(1921-2003 / Bristol)

Motet


Still sleep, mock death
Chide me dear stone
What shall atone
For lack of faith?

I am alone
Hardly have breath
A thing of bone
That havereth.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 20, 2014

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