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AMPHORA All hail, bright Ghost, all hail ! Thou didst Thy splendours veil In that entrancing pale Maternal maid. Nor could thy flame carouse On our unlighted brows, Save that Thy sweet sad spouse Sends from Her holy house Her puissant aid. Amen. 11
…ve to minister To Him with gold and frankincense and myrrh. Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host Were blest of FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST ; And me, though I be as an heathen Mage, Thou wilt accept in this my pious page. M
…ne anointing oil ! Our censers fume before Thy feet. Through all the starry host Whisper the sacred words and sweet : “ Receive the HOLY GHOST ! ” Amen. O 15
… Queen, to Thee, Spouse of Eternity ! Ave Maria ! Mother in Maidenhood ! Saintly Beatitude ! Queen of the Angel Host ! Bride of the HOLY GHOST ! Ave Maria ! Amen. H 12
…ftly sighed The SAVIOUR’S grace Who came And for our sins was crucified Upon the cross of shame ! O chant in cadence whispering The HOLY GHOST that poured On Mary’s bosom soft as spring The unction of the LORD ! In silence let our hearts adore The Mother-maid Divine, And all our vows like swallows soar To Her celestial shrine ! Amen. O 26
…en of GOD ! Bless Thou the wreath as Thou hast blessed the rod ! Endow us from Thy star-embattled coast With the perfections of the HOLY GHOST ! Amen. O 70
…he glad ensanguine brand, And smote the sons of hell. Be present all the starry host Of cherubim and seraphim, While, hasted by the HOLY GHOST, We raise on Time’s eroded coast Our rare and royal hymn. Let all the ripples of our song Exulting evermore converge In one the virgin wave and strong, Combine their chorus loud and long Re-quicken and up-surge ! Hail to the Virgin ! Hail ! we cry. Hail, Mary ! Hail ! All hail ! All hail ! The utmost caverns of the sky, The abysses of eternity, Repeat the hail ! All hail ! S 43
…n girded with the sun Beneath whose feet the liquid moon did run ! Twelve were the stars that crowned that shining head Whereon the HOLY GHOST His silence shed, That so Her womb a SAVIOUR should environ To rule the nations with a rod of iron. I saw moreover how She bore the Child, And how the Dragon drave Her to the wild, Loosing a flood of venom ; but the earth Gaped and devoured it in her warrior girth. I saw red war in heaven ; Saint Michael fell With all his angels on the host of hell. Saint Michael ! praise to thee who didst prevail And pe…