were cast. At length he said, ' I'll to my father go, And at his feet repentant bend me low; Perhaps with kindness more than I deserve He 'mong his many slaves may let me serve.' And when his father saw him yet afar, ' Still kind,' said he, Saint Godric, and other poems - Page 53by James Conway - 1872 - 80 pagesFull view - About this book
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...sought relief in vain ; None would assuage his hunger 'till at last He ate the husks that to the swire were cast. At length he said, ' I'll to my father...saw him yet afar, ' Still kind,' said he, ' paternal feelings are; Quick, let a feast be made in his behalf, And for bis sake he kill'd the fatted calf.'... | |
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