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class="i2">Dimly discerned as morning draweth near
Spreading a radiant pall upon night's bier.
The blessed thing the Sign doth signify
They partly know, and are made glad thereby.
But more the Mother knows, and more she sees
Than soaring angel or than climbing saint;
Her heart familiar grown with mysteries
Of God's own working under love's constraint,
The remedy she knows for man's complaint.
The clouds are all beneath her, and above
The light of life, the radiancy of love.
Than soaring angel or than climbing saint;
Her heart familiar grown with mysteries
Of God's own working under love's constraint,
The remedy she knows for man's complaint.
The clouds are all beneath her, and above
The light of life, the radiancy of love.
And He, Whom Lord of love and life we hail,
Is on her bosom borne, a blossom fair;
The pentecostal breath that lifts her veil
Has fanned His royal brow, and stirred His hair,
And kissed His lips just parted for a prayer.
That spirit-wind shall blow, that Face shall shine,
Till all His brothers know their Father's Sign.
Is on her bosom borne, a blossom fair;
The pentecostal breath that lifts her veil
Has fanned His royal brow, and stirred His hair,
And kissed His lips just parted for a prayer.
That spirit-wind shall blow, that Face shall shine,
Till all His brothers know their Father's Sign.
Dresden: 1883.
BETHLEHEM GATE.
A Picture by Dante Gabriel Rossetti.[2]
Of old through gates that closed on them
Two exiles went with eyes downcast;
The Present now retrieves the Past,
God's Eden is in Bethlehem.
Two exiles went with eyes downcast;
The Present now retrieves the Past,
God's Eden is in Bethlehem.
An Eden that no walls enclose
By Mary's arms encompassèd,
A living shrine, a 'house of bread,'
A very haven of repose.
By Mary's arms encompassèd,
A living shrine, a 'house of bread,'
A very haven of repose.
Behold the Prince of Peace! around
His cradle angry tempests rage;
He needs must go on pilgrimage,
An exile, homeless and discrowned.
His cradle angry tempests rage;
He needs must go on pilgrimage,
An exile, homeless and discrowned.
And yet, His Rank to designate,
The unquenched Star of Bethlehem
Shines forth, a radiant diadem;
While Angels on His footsteps wait.
The unquenched Star of Bethlehem
Shines forth, a radiant diadem;
While Angels on His footsteps wait.
E'en now the Father's Face they see,
A triumph-song e'en now they sing,
And, wondering and worshipping,
Attend His Pilgrim-Family.
A triumph-song e'en now they sing,
And, wondering and worshipping,
Attend His Pilgrim-Family.
Two guard the frowning gateway: one
Is of a solemn countenance;
To him a rapid backward glance
Reveals a massacre begun.
Is of a solemn countenance;
To him a rapid backward glance
Reveals a massacre begun.
The other, forward gazing, sees
The glory of the age to come,
The fruitfulness of martyrdom,
Of deaths that are nativities.
The glory of the age to come,
The fruitfulness of martyrdom,
Of deaths that are nativities.
O weeping mothers, dry your tears!
The Mother whom this canvass shows
Nor fears, nor weeps, although she knows
An anguish deeper than your fears.
The Mother whom this canvass shows
Nor fears, nor weeps, although she knows
An anguish deeper than your fears.
She knows a comfort deeper still
For all who fare on pilgrimage;
By suffering from age to age
God seals the vassals of His Will.
For all who fare on pilgrimage;
By suffering from age to age
God seals the vassals of His Will.
Her Burden is upholding her;
And, guided by the Holy Dove,
She sees the victory of Love
Beyond the Cross and Sepulchre.
And, guided by the Holy Dove,
She sees the victory of Love
Beyond the Cross and Sepulchre.
To shield her, Joseph stands: his care
The shadow of God's Providence.
How fragrant is the frankincense
Of their uninterrupted prayer!
The shadow of God's Providence.
How fragrant is the frankincense
Of their uninterrupted prayer!
Through ever-open gates they press,
A new and living way they tread,
So gain they the true 'House of Bread,'
A garden for a wilderness.
A new and living way they tread,
So gain they the true 'House of Bread,'
A garden for a wilderness.
A flight it seems to us; to them
It is a going forth to win
The world from Satan and from sin,
And build the New Jerusalem.
It is a going forth to win
The world from Satan and from sin,
And build the New Jerusalem.
Lord Christ! for every seeking soul
Thou art Thyself the Door, the Way;
All, all shall find one coming day
Thy Heart their everlasting goal!
Thou art Thyself the Door, the Way;
All, all shall find one coming day
Thy Heart their everlasting goal!
Loch Leven: 1884.
S. JOSEPH.
A cloistered garden was the place
Where Mary grew, God's perfect flower;
One, only one, discerned her grace,
And visited her bower.
Where Mary grew, God's perfect flower;
One, only one, discerned her grace,
And visited her bower.
God's choice was his; by love made strong
To guard the Mother of the King;
No heart, save hers, had e'er a song
So sweet as his to sing.
To guard the Mother of the King;
No heart, save hers, had e'er a song
So sweet as his to sing.