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                                                Hymns for Briganti


                                                A Hymn to Brigantia at Brigantica

                                                Bride of our hearth
                                                Bless this place
                                                With warmth
                                                With shelter
                                                With fire that burns for us.


                                                Bride of our streams
                                                Of wells and water courses
                                                Asperge our land
                                                With rain
                                                With dew.


                                                Bride of the candles
                                                Lit for your remembrance
                                                Bright be your blessings
                                                As the Sun climbs higher
                                                In his Winter rising.


                                                Bride of our company
                                                Of links and friendship
                                                Across Brigantia, the isles
                                                Of your peoples:
                                                Veil us within the bounds of belonging.

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