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1911 · PDF PAGE 36

Hail Mary

AMPHORA V HE earth is dark, save where desires Exhale their black and bitter fires. Save for Thy sorrow, heaven is bright With cool and soft celestial light. But gazing deeper as we dare By virtue of retreat and prayer, Of fasting and of vigilance, We pierce beyond to brilliance. For all the blessed blood that poured Out of Thine heart at sorrow’s sword Is borne in GOD’s cherubic cars About the sky to make us stars. We in the world of woe who stray Lift up our hearts to Thee and pray : Turn all our pain to virgin might, And all our sorrow into …

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1911 · PDF PAGE 32

Hail Mary

AMPHORA II LL hail to Mary wandering Adored by shepherd and by Mage ! The fury of the ruthless king Inspires Her desert pilgrimage. O sorrow of pure eyes beneath The heavy-fringed ecstatic lids, Seeing for maiden song and wreath Sphinxes and pagan Pyramids ! O sorrow bitterer than death To leave the dear delighted land, And change the groves of Nazareth For lonely leagues of sterile sand ! To us who wander desolate In Earth’s sad wilderness do Thou Bend down Thy lips immaculate And touch and kiss the adoring brow ! Amen. A 25

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1911 · PDF PAGE 11

Hail Mary

…I EHOLD within the veil withdrawn Thy mighty star on chaos dawn, Thy beatific breath complete The purpose of the PARACLETE.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. B 4

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1911 · PDF PAGE 77

Hail Mary

…overy from Sickness THOU whose mystic Motherhood was fain To journey with us through the Land of Pain, Let not delight quench that which sorrow fanned. O journey with us through the Pleasant Land ! Arise, O soul ! be thy devotion’s dower Keener and gladder every glad keen hour ! The rays of praise outglitter and outrun The candid brilliance of the choral sun. Hear us, O Mary, blessed Queen 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

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1911 · PDF PAGE 66

Hail Mary

…eanse 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. B 59

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1911 · PDF PAGE 57

Hail Mary

…with the fire of His Passion withdrawn Enkindles the night to the life of the Dawn. In the cup of the world, as pure water and wine, His sorrow is mingled and mixed into Thine, For a liquor to heal us the children of night, The Immaculate Light, the Immaculate Light ! Amen. A 50

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