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The Eleventh Hour

Faint and worn and agedOne stands knocking at a gate;Though no light shines in the casement,Knocking though so late.It has struck elevenIn the courts of heaven,Yet he still doth knock and wait. While no answer comethFrom the heavenly hill,Blessed Angels…

O Gate of Death

O gate of death, of the blessed night, That shall open not again On this world of shame and sorrow, Where slow ages wax and wane,Where are signs and seasons, days and nights, And mighty winds and rain.Is the day…

Whitsun Eve

The white dove cooeth in her downy nest,Keeping her young ones warm beneath her breast:The white moon saileth through the cool clear sky,Screened by a tender mist in passing by:The white rose buds, with thorns upon its stem,All the more…

The Hearth Knoweth Its Own Bitterness

Weep yet awhile,—Weep till that day shall dawn whenthou shalt smile:Watch till the dayWhen all save only love shall pass away. Weep, sick and lonely,Bow thy heart to tears,For none shall guess the secretOf thy griefs and fears.Weep, till the…

I Look for the Lord

Our wealth has wasted all away,Our pleasures have found wings;The night is long until the day;Lord, give us better things—A ray of light in thirsty nightAnd secret water-springs. Our love is dead, or sleeps, or elseIs hidden from our eyes:Our…

Moonshine

Fair the sun riseth,Bright as bright can be,Fair the sun shinethOn a fair fair sea. “Across the water“Wilt thou come with me,“Miles and long miles, love,“Over the salt sea?”— “If thou wilt hold me“Truly by the hand,“I will go with…

St. Elizabeth of Hungary

When if ever life is sweet, Save in heart in all a child,A fair virgin undefiled, Knelt she at her Saviour’s feet:While she laid her royal crown, Thinking it too mean a thing For a solemn offering,Careless on the cushions…

Eye Hath Not Seen

Our feet shall tread upon the starsLess bright than we.The everlasting shore shall boundA fairer seaThan that which coldNow glitters in the sun like gold. Oh good, oh blest! but who shall sayHow fair, how fair,Is the light-region where no…

All Saint

They have brought gold and spices to my King, Incense and precious stuffs and ivory:O holy Mother mine, what can I bring That so my Lord may deign to look on me?They sing a sweeter song than I can sing,…