Rosa Mystica by Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins 1. The rose in a mystery, where is it found? Is it anything true? Does it grow upon ground? — It was made of earth’s mould but it went from men’s eyes And its place is a secret and shut in the skies. Refrain — In the gardens of God, in the daylight…
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A Marian Poem
Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa by Hilaire Belloc I Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold And very Regent of the untroubled sky, Whom in a dream St. Hilda did behold And heard a woodland music passing by: You shall receive me when the clouds are high With evening and the sheep attain the fold. This is the faith that…
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In October by G.K. Chesterton
WHERE are they gone that did delight in honour Abrupt and absolute as an epic ends, What light of the Last Things, like death at morning, Crowns the true lovers and the tragic friends? Young priests with eager faces bright as eagles, Poor scholars of the harp-string, strict and strong, All the huge thirst of things irrevocable And all…
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Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa by Hilaire Belloc
I Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold And very Regent of the untroubled sky, Whom in a dream St. Hilda did behold And heard a woodland music passing by: You shall receive me when the clouds are high With evening and the sheep attain the fold. This is the faith that I have held and hold, And this is that…