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AMPHORA X OLL through the caverns of matter, the world’s irremovable bounds ! Roll, ye wild billows of ether ! the cymbal is shaken and sounds ! Wild and sonorous the clamour, vast in the region of death, Live with the Fire of the Spirit, the essence and flame of the breath ! Sound, O sound ! Gleam in the world of the dark, where the chained ones shall tremble and flee ! Gleam in the skies of the dusk, for the Light 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,…
1911 · PDF PAGE 76
AMPHORA As from heaven the lightnings hurled Let our song be lashed and curled Round the shoulders of the world ! Ave, blessed Mary ! Let the joys thereof assuage Heathen horrors in their rage Grisly war on Thee that wage— Ave, blessed Mary ! Let Thy foes be brought to shame. Turn their hearts to holy flame To the glory of Thy name— Ave, blessed Mary ! Crown our arms with water crossed ! Bring to perfect Pentecost All the legions of the lost ! Ave, blessed Mary ! Amen. 69
1911 · PDF PAGE 83
AMPHORA X QUEEN of Wisdom, Queen of Thought, Bring us to Thine holy court ! Us, who wander in the maze Of the world’s deceitful ways, Bring to Thine assured assent By Thy mystic sacrament. Queen of Mercy, Queen of Might, Bring us to Thine ardent light ! We are weak and violent : By Thy mystic sacrament Bring us to Thy power and peace, To the passionless release ! Queen of Splendour, Queen of Love, Bring us to Thine House above, Where in love and splendour dwell All the saints that praise Thee well. Bring us to their great content By Thy mystic …
1911 · PDF PAGE 36
…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 light ! Amen. T 29
1911 · PDF PAGE 57
… strength of Her showers ; The Son with the fire of His Passion withdrawn Enkindles the night to the life of the Dawn.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
1911 · PDF PAGE 39
AMPHORA VIII HEN all the world is wrapt in cloud, The storm-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 breez…
1911 · PDF PAGE 87
… snow. Thy favour melt our life in tears, Till, gathering force, our love be hurled An avalanche upon the years, A tempest on the barren world ! As all the clouds of India break In one wild gust upon the sand, And in one week of wonder wake The whole green gladness of the land ; So be Thy mercy on us poured, Thy beauty fill our aching brains ! Although it smite us as a sword And fill us with immortal pains ; Yet in its life our souls revive ; By virtue of Thee we endure. The end of endings must arrive, Madonna !—and the end is sure. Amen. V 80
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…in the bower, And Thou the honey in the flower ! Thou art the moon in Egypt’s night ; The shade from Afric’s blasting light ! In all the world of ill we bow To the one good, and that is Thou. For blazing in Thy blessed womb Glitters the CHRIST, a star of doom To cast the stars of evil kings Into the blind abyss of things. Hail, Mary, hail ! Thou didst conceive The Holy Child whom we believe. Draw Thou our loyal spirits hence In rapture and in reverence ! Still be the beatific balm To heal, to comfort, and to calm ! Still make to bud the barren …
1911 · PDF PAGE 56
AMPHORA V Sacrament of Penance HRICE blest and four times blest is he who goes With bleeding feet about this world of woes, And prostrate casts his aching diadem Before Thy shrine, O mild and mystic Rose ! Him all the stars and all the sky begem, For Thou art all the radiance of them. The lean scourged body and the tortured brain Glow with the light of Thy celestial rain. Thou art the secret of the pure keen pleasure Whose fountain springs from the abyss of pain. Thee do we praise in many a merry measure Who art of GOD most high the single trea…