Which the fond ear for ever would prolong ;
And with her voice, as ceased the belfries' clang,
The craggy hollows of the mountain rang.
THE HUMAN TRAGEDY



Oh, Mary Mother, full of grace.
Above all other women blest,

Through whose pure womb our erring race

Beholds its sin-born doom re4ressed,

Pray for us !
Thou by the Holy Ghost that wert
With every heavenly gift begirt.
Thou that canst shield us from all hurt,

Pray for us ! Pray for us !



Tower of David, Ivory Tower,
Vessel of Honour, House of Gold,
Mystical Rose, unfading Flower,
Sure refuge of the unconsoled,

Pray for us !
Mirror of Justice, Wisdom's Seat,
Celestial shade for earthly heat,
The sinner's last and best retreat.
Pray for us ! Pray for us !



O thou of Heaven that art the gate.
That to the feeble strength dost bear,



102 THE HUMAN TRAGEDY

To whom no outcast turns too late,
Even when thy Son is deaf to prayer,

Pray for us !
O Morning Star, to chase the dark,
Cause of our joy through care and cark,
Thou of the Covenant the Ark,

Pray for us ! Pray for us !



Bright Queen of the angelic choir.
Of patriarchs, prophets, worshipped Queen !

Queen of the martyrs proved by fire,

And Queen of confessors serene ;

Queen of the apostolic train.
Queen that o'er all the saints doth reign,

O Queen conceived without a stain !

Pray for us ! Pray for us !



CII

So ceased the strain, and with it ceased the day.
The mountains slowly wrapped themselves in night ;
Far off, the silent sea gloomed cold and gray,
Sky-sundered by one long low line of white.
Over the vale, far down, a flat mist lay.
