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Amphora
Amphora (1908), PDF p. 17
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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 !
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