AMPHORA 
VI 
 
 
IFT up, mine heart !  Lift up, mine heart ! 
The autumn leaves of earth depart 
Before the buds in heaven that bloomed 
To greet Thee, Mary maid, assumed. 
 
All earth and heaven compose Thy throne ; 
All saints and maids and martyrs own 
The joyous gift of GOD to Thee, 
And Angels quire Thy sanctity. 
 
Abase, my head, to this Divine 
Decree, and worship Mary’s shrine 
Wherefrom the healing springs upstart :— 
Lift up, mine heart !  Lift up, mine heart ! 
Amen. 
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