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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
AMPHORA IV HOU star at sea, that still dost point The unimaginable goal, With eucharistic rays anoint The wounds of this my sinful soul ! The seas are strong, the charts obscure ; The compass spells a traitor rune. Do thou exalt thy loyal lure Above the dead deceitful moon ! The sailors mutiny ; the storm Wilder and wilder shrieks and wails, And phantoms ghastly and difform Haunt thy poor captain as he sails. Grant, as death’s iceberg threatens me, Sin’s fog, Satanic spite that bars, That I may keep these eyes on Thee, Star on the sea that blot…
…starry river ; The incense column 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
…ning that run ! Flame, O thou Meteor Car, for Her fire is exalted in thee ! Lighten the darkness, and herald the daylight, and waken the sea ! Flame, O flame ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Stars as with flowers for a virginal gaud ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Light and the flame of the down-rushing Sword ! Crown Her, O crown Her with Love for maiden and Mother and wife ! Hail unto Mary ! Hail ! for She is the Lady of Life ! Mary crowned ! Amen. 14
…l inspire Our hearts with His devoted fire. O mother, to Thy house of death We fly from life’s deceitful breath. O star of love upon the sea, We sail to Thee—we sail to Thee ! Amen. O 9
…is ! There are wonderful lilies afloat in the foam, And Mary is throned in the midst of the lilies. Go seek, O my soul, in the sorrowful sea, The Cross where GOD’S agony culminates, closes ! The roses are heaped till they cover the tree, And Mary is throned in the midst of the roses. Go take, O my soul, thy poor heart that has bled To pallor and death for thine evil behaviour ! The heart of the SAVIOUR redeems it to red, And Mary is throned in the heart of the SAVIOUR. Amen. G 8
…he 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 him who murmureth All hail, O holy Mary ! Amen. W 32