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Amphora
Amphora (1908), PDF p. 66
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AMPHORA
XIII
Sacrament of Penance
Y night I waste upon my bed
For Her to whom my worship soars ;
By day I bow my weary head
Within Her melancholy doors.
I shall not ever be content
With earth and all its tedious pleasure.
I look toward the great event,
To Mary’s bliss, the starry treasure.
I scourge my body till the blood
Pours from this heart that hateth light,
Mix with its tide Thy crystal flood !
O Mary, cleanse Thine acolyte !
Accept this offering of pain !
Receive Thy neophyte’s devotion,
Till to Thy peace he rise again,
O star of love on sorrow’s ocean !
Amen.
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