"A masterpiece? Ah, surely not." "A masterpiece? Ah, surely not." A grey-eyed maid of honour slips A grey-eyed maid of honour slips A long stemmed rose across her lips A long stemmed rose across her lips And drops it; does he guess her thought? And drops it; does he guess her thought? Monseigneur plays his new gavotte. Monseigneur plays his new gavotte. UNBELIEF Your chosen grasp the torch of faith—the key Your chosen grasp the torch of faith—the key Of very certainty is theirs to hold.
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