ON the silent ages breaking Comes the sweet Annunciation: The eternal Ave waking, Changes Eva's condemnation. How at Nazareth the Archangel Hailed the dear predestined maiden Read from out the Great Evangel We, the sin and sorrow-laden. For to-day the Church rejoices In the angelic salutation, And to-day ten thousand voices Hail the Mother of salvation. Hail, amid the shades descending Round our humble oratory! Hail, amid the light unending Of the beatific Glory! Hail, in city Galilean To the maid of lowly station! Hail, in city empyrean To the Queen of all creation! Hail, O Mother of compassion! Hail, O Mother of fair love! Hail, our Lady of the Passion! Hail beneath and hair above! Where she stands, our mother Mary, In her human majesty, Nearest to the sanctuary Of the awful Trinity. May she prove once more a Mother, Plead that He, her dearest Son, Who through her became our Brother, Would His sinful brethren own. With the Father and the Spirit, Son of Mary, Thee we praise; By Thine INCARNATION'S merit Turn on us a Brother's face! Amen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 114 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE SPINNING-WHEEL (YONDERLAND SONG) by LYA BERGER AMERICA A PROPHECY by WILLIAM BLAKE MY DELIGHT by GAMALIEL BRADFORD ABER STATIONS: STATIO QUARTA by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN ALMA MATER by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |