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I got me flowers to strew thy way;
I got me boughs off many a tree:
But thou wast up by break of day,
And brought’st thy sweets along with thee.

The Sunne arising in the East.
Though he give light, and th’East perfume;
If they should offer to contest
With thy arising, they presume.

Can there be any day but this,
Though many sunnes to shine endevour?
We count three hundred, but we misse:
There is but one, and that one ever.

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Parish News: November 15
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Parish News: November 15

In this week’s newsletter, Mother Liz shares how a historian’s request about Pete and Toshi Seeger’s 1943 wedding led to a discovery: the couple married in Ascension’s All Saints Chapel. The marriage register also revealed the officiant, Edward George Harris, a former assistant priest here who later became a distinguished Episcopal leader. As we celebrate our bicentennial, the parish is collecting stories of its saints and its place in New York and Episcopal history, sharing these findings in the weekly newsletter.

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