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And Cumhal saw like a drifting smoke
All manner of blessedest souls,
Children and women and tonsured young men,
And old men with croziers and stoles.

"Praise God and God's Mother," Dathi said,
"For God and God's Mother have sent
The blessedest souls that walk in the world
To fill your heart with content."

"And who is the blessedest," Cumhal said,
"Where all are comely and good?
Is it those that with golden thuribles
Are singing about the wood?"

"My eyes are blinking," Dathi said,
"With the secrets of God half blind.
But I have found where the wind goes
And follow the way of the wind;

"And blessedness goes where the wind goes
And when it is gone we die;
And have seen the blessedest soul in the world,
By a spilled wine-cup lie.

"O blessedness comes in the night and the day,
And whither the wise heart knows;
And one has seen, in the redness of wine,
The Incorruptible Rose:

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