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… of the Dawn is in me ! Light on the forehead, and life in the nostrils, and love in the breast, Shine, O thou Star of the Dawning, thou Sun of the Radiant Crest ! Shine, O shine ! Flame through the sky in the strength of the Chariot wheels of the Sun ! R 13
…mmering from the throne divine, The soul of Mary fixed its ray Within the meek and maiden clay. The stars in mightier music rolled ; The sun achieved a gladder gold ; The moon less pure acclaimed the morn ; —Mary immaculate is born. Rejoice, O children of the earth, At your salvation brought to birth ! This is the perfect period. Mary is born that shall bear GOD. Amen. T 3
AMPHORA IX Matins OW when the sun uplifts his rim Above the sea, let us rejoice ! Exalt GOD’S Mother in the hymn With an united voice ! We gladly wake to toil and praise, Since these our purpose speed By walking humbly in Thy ways To worship Thee indeed. Let all the life and love and light Of earth and sky and sea Soar in one flame’s surpassing might To Thee—to Thee—to Thee ! Amen. N 53
… Ambrosial showers ! We wander shelterless athirst Throughout the wilderness, And Thou our pilgrimage accurst Alone canst bless. The red sun scorches up our veins ; The white moon makes us mad ; Pitiless stars insult our pains With clamour glad. But Thou art shelter and defence From them that rage and spoil. Assain our lives with penitence ! Our souls assoil ! Amen. W 52
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
… 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
AMPHORA XI Feast of the Nativity HE cool December breezes Appease the glowing sun. The agonies and eases Of all the year are done :— When eastward through the lampless night There shone a strange and splendid light. The noise of pomp and battle Of Israel died away. Amid the lowing cattle The Holy Mother lay, While at Her breast the Child Divine Drank in the starry milk and wine. Three magians Chaldean Have bowed their royal knees Before the Galilean, The GOD of stars and seas, And tasted all the fervent grace That shone from Mary’s maiden face.…
… of Thee. Our minds are dull, our lives are base ; We cannot see the maiden face. Imagination may not run From moonlight to the self-lit sun. Darkly as in a glass we gaze And lose ourselves in pious praise. How then when risen and pure of heart In heaven we see Thee as Thou art ? O let the film of earth and sin Each day by love grow clear and thin ! O let Thy worship done aright Prepare us for the eternal Light ! Amen. A 39
AMPHORA X Vespers OW at the setting of the sun We turn our thoughts to rest and sleep. Do Thou, O chaste and Holy One, Our spirits keep ! O shed Thy radiance forth in streams To keep us in the Land of Dreams ! The subtle enemy of man Marshals his hosts to work us ill. His demons bloat or deathly wan Sustain his will. More than day’s arrow doth affright The Fear that walketh in the night. Keep Thou our dreams ! Let holy words And angel voices breathing balm And sweetly-tuned celestial birds Uplift their psalm ! Our meditations on Thy grace Blend…
AMPHORA IV Vigil HE race of day is duly run, And men, the children of the sun, Turn them to sleep ; but I awake For Mary’s sake—for Mary’s sake. And while these eyes outwatch the stars My soul runs through the golden bars. O clusters that with warp and woof Make up Fate’s web, I stand aloof. The child of Mary stands apart Both from the terror and the dart. No fear, no evil can engage The knight of Mary’s pilgrimage. So in this still and solemn hour Of vigil we proclaim Thy power. Thy benediction, like a balm, Unite our ardour with our calm, And…
…fiend yells and raves aloud, Our heads in peace to Thee are bowed With Hail, O holy Mary ! When on the burnt and blazing plains The hard sun withers up our veins, We raise to Thee our subtle strains Of Hail, Thou holy Mary ! When on the sea its combers grim Circle the sky from rim to rim, We sing to thee the holy hymn Of Hail, Thou holy Mary ! When on the mountains in the ice We hang above some precipice, We offer Thee the sacrifice, And hail Thee, holy Mary ! Still, when the icy breeze of death Cuts through the bastions of breath, Thou hearest…
AMPHORA XI EVEN are the Spirits and the lamps are seven ; I saw a wonder in the house of heaven. Behold a woman 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…