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telling us has the unpalatability of bitter
truth. Again to quote x xxxxx

Lord
From the incubus of thy first coming
And the immaculate conception of death
We pray deliverance.
We are entombed with love
Phoenixed in righteousness
Spare us, 0 Lord
From the crucifixion by fire.

That fromThose lines (only part of Ephiphany in
Belfast) are by Patrick Galvin,
whom you met this summer. You
remember that wet afternoon? We
talked for an hour or so in the
Lyric Theatre and looked across
the Lagan, the xxx xxxxxx xxxxxxxriver misted,and
you commented on the beautiful site the theatre possesses. Yes,