Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
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was bright and brave as the Elfric of old. Need we say he never went to
court, although Edgar would willingly have numbered him in the royal household. Truly, indeed, were fulfilled the words which the Elfric of old had spoken on that Easter eve. To his namesake, and to all that younger generation, the memory of the uncle they had never seen was surrounded by a mysterious halo of light and love; and when they said their prayers around his tomb, it seemed as if he were still one of themselves--sharing their earthly joys and sorrows. And here we must leave them--time passing sweetly on, the current of their lives flowing softly and gently to the mighty ocean of eternity: "Where the faded flower shall freshen, Freshen never more to fade; Where the shaded sky shall brighten, Brighten never more to shade." _Bonar_. THE END. i For authorities for his various statements the Author must beg to refer his readers to the notes at the end of the volume. ii Homilies in the Anglo-Saxon Church "The mass priest, on Sundays and mass days, shall speak the sense of the Gospel to the people in English, and of the Paternoster, and of the Creed, as often as he can, for the inciting of the people to know their belief, and to retain their Christianity. Let the teacher take heed of what the prophet says, 'They are dumb dogs, and cannot bark.' We ought |
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