VIRGIN born of Virgin, To Thy shelter take me: Purest, holiest JESU, Chaste and holy make me. Wisdom, power and beauty, These are not for me; Give me, give me only Perfect Chastity. By Thy Flagellation, Flesh immaculate -- By Thine endless glory, Manhood consummate -- By Thy Mother Mary, By Thine Angel-host, By the Monks and Maidens Who have loved Thee most, Keep my flesh and spirit, Eyes and ears and speech, Taste and touch and feeling, Sanctify them each. Through the fiery furnace Walk, O Love, beside me; In the provocation From the tempter hide me. When they come about me, Dreams of earthly passion, Drive O drive them from me, Of Thy sweet compassion: For to feed beside Thee With the Virgin choir, In the vale of lilies, Is my one desire. Not for might and glory Do I ask above, Seeking of Thee only Love and love and love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN by ALICE MEYNELL UNDERWOODS: BOOK 1: 6. A VISIT FROM THE SEA by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A SUMMER DAY by HENRY CHARLES BEECHING THE TAMER OF STEEDS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET HE DIED FOR ME by GEORGE WASHINGTON BETHUNE HASTINGS' SONNETS: 3 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |