by greycoopers


In far East Anglian churches, the clasped hands lying long

  Recumbent on sepulchral slabs or effigied in brass

Buttress with prayer this vaulted roof so white and light and strong

  And countless congregations as the generations pass

Join choir and great crowned organ case, in centuries of song

  To praise Eternity contained in Time and coloured glass.

                      John Betjeman – “Sunday Morning, King’s Cambridge”