Painted

France & Vincent

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Incongruous in Yorkshire stone and sleepy market town

Where unexpected masterwork still wears His thorny crown

Where history, both false and true, unfolds upon the walls

And legend, faith and memory adorn its hallowed halls.

For slaves and saints remembered and a wordless story told

Of dragon-slaying warriors and courtly knights of old,

Must tell the myth that captures hearts and comforts bended knee

Creating visions of what was and what the world could be

If those who owe allegiance to the earthly rule of man

Can look past duty’s confines to a world where faith began.

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Beck ‘n’ Call

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