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AMPHORA VIII LL hail, dread LORD, all hail ! Smite through Thy rended veil Light till our sun grows pale— Eclipsed, discrowned ! Now might not men withstand, Save that one maiden bland Aids with Her splendid hand Them whose poor power is spanned By earth’s sad ground. All hail ! dear CHRIST, all hail ! None could endure Thy pale Anguish ; all creatures veil Their woeful eyes. Joy fills the hells of hate. Thou shalt their rage abate, Conquer the lords of fate, Virgin immaculate, Serene and wise ! A 10
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AMPHORA II Consecration of a Nun HE suns of Terra pale ; The mists of Terra flee ; To lift Thy veil we take Thy veil, And give our lives to Thee. Our hopes are sacrificed At Thy pellucid shrine. We worship CHRIST ; to wed with CHRIST We take Thy vows divine. O Thou supremely pure, Cleanse Thou this feeble clay ! Thy grace endure that we endure To that mirific day ! Our virgin brows and pale The holy Crown shall gird. Who took Thy veil shall lift Thy veil And hear the final Word. T 64
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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
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…subtly steams Up past the palaces of dreams :— To Mary, Hail for ever ! Hail to the Virgin, Hail ! the sea Is one ; the stars divide and pale Before Thy single ecstasy Of light, O moon of majesty ! Hail to Thee ! Hail ! All hail ! Amen. 44
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…ll and solemn hour Of vigil we proclaim Thy power. Thy benediction, like a balm, Unite our ardour with our calm, And ere the black night pale to grey, Discover Thy diviner day ! Amen. T 48
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…His Body be gilded ! Pour wine for His Blood the unpriced ! That a temple of worship be builded For CHRIST and the Mother of CHRIST. Too pale the libation we spill is ; Too cold is the censer we swing ; The glory exceeds of Thy lilies, O Mother Divine of the King ! M 34