Behold, the Virgin blest Calls on her Babe to wake From His sweet slumber on her breast; From her pure bosom, where all night To shed His blood; for therefore was He born. Pierc'd is her heart, yet still For why? that Mother's love Is one with His Almighty will, Chang'd by the o'ershadowing Dove. O freely then your treasures yield, The Saviour's Presence-tokens, sweet as keen. 12. ANTICIPATION AND RETROSPECTION. "And ye now therefore have sorrow; but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you." A FRAGMENT of a rainbow bright Through the moist air I see, All dark and damp on yonder height, An hour ago the storm was here, Grief will be joy, if on its edge Christ's Passion eve fell dark and drear Upon His faithful few, But brighter, each returning year, In memory gleam'd anew. And loud the chant of hope and glee But, hapless mother, who like thee F 13. JUDAS'S INFANCY. "The Son of man goeth as it is written of him: but woe unto that man by whom the Son of man is betrayed! it had been good for that man if he had not been born." ALAS! that e'er the pangs of birth, Yet sure as frail repenting Eve Where all the world shall bow, From fruit of her own favour'd womb, The peace, the home, her wandering lost :— Sure as to blessed Mary come The Saints' and Martyrs' host, Το own, with many a thankful strain, The channel of undying bliss, The bosom where the Lord hath laid, Sure as her form for evermore The glory and the joy shall wear, That rob'd her, bending to adore The Babe her chaste womb bare ;- So surely throes unblest have been, Did not our Lord speak out His ban, Nor may we doubt, His Mother mild By gold as yet unbought. |