AMPHORA 
II 
 
 
EHOLD within the veil withdrawn 
Thy mighty star on chaos dawn, 
Thy beatific breath complete 
The purpose of the PARACLETE. 
 
Where sinful sorrow doth oppress, 
Thy sinless sorrow doth redress, 
O maid whom seven demon lords 
Thrust through the heart with seven swords ! 
 
O sweet and sober mother-maid, 
Within my heart each bleeding blade 
Shudders, as, meditating Thee, 
Thy mercy sheds its shower on me ! 
 
O mother Mary, from Thy soul 
Distil the balm to make me whole ; 
And when the dreary days are done 
Lead up my spirit to Thy Son ! 
Amen. 
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