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In The Years That Followed... - Chris De Burgh
In the years that followed
John would marry
His childhood sweetheart
Grace and they called
Their firstborn son Elzevir
Fortune smiled on them
For on his deathbed
The jewel merchant
Aldobrand begged forgiveness
For having stolen the diamond
And in his will
Left great wealth to one John Trenchard
Of Moonfleet Village Dorset
Whom he had so grievously wronged
It is said that in his final hours
Aldobrand would cry out in terror
Speaking of a large man
With a coppery face
And a huge black beard
Who stood at the window mocking
John and Grace touched not one penny
Of the money
But laid it out in good works
Renewing the church
Creating a hospital
And building a lighthouse
A welcome beacon
To generations of sailors
From time to time
John would return to the seashore
Where the final words of the friends
Who had saved him echoed in his heart
And he loved it best
When the waves were lashed to madness
In an Autumn gale
Thanking God he was not fighting
For his life in the roar of the surf
For no other man before
Or since was taken alive
From Moonfleet Bay