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Comfort her in her troubles, O God,
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and let her worries be
not more than she shall bear at her age.
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And grant that sweetness
and power and spirit
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may be given to these voices
that shall sing at her command.
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- Amen.
- Amen.
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# God save our gracious Queen
:48:37
# Long live our noble Queen
:48:42
# God save our Queen
:48:47
# Send her victorious
:48:52
# Happy and gloriousy
:48:56
Gwilym. Owen.
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# Long to reign over us
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# God save our Queen
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Good morning, Mr Gruffydd.
Angharad is down to the market.
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Angharad? I've come for Huw.
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For Huw?
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- The daffodils are out, Momma.
- Where are your clothes?
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Under my pillow.
For these months, ready for today.
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Come you, then, and you shall
bring back a posy fit for a queen
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for your brave mother.
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Indeed I will, sir.
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- Almost there, Huw.
- Yes, sir.
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- Low bridge there. Watch out.
- It's fun.
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- All right?
- Yes, sir.