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THE VISION OF SAINT TERESA.
God's maid, Teresa, sleeping in the night,
A very strange and wondrous vision saw;
A woman with a bearing full of awe,
A great and dreadful lady, met her sight;
Her left hand held a water-pail, her right
A pan of flaming fire; and she did draw
The saint's soul after her, as God's own law
Draws souls and bodies to their depth or height.
A very strange and wondrous vision saw;
A woman with a bearing full of awe,
A great and dreadful lady, met her sight;
Her left hand held a water-pail, her right
A pan of flaming fire; and she did draw
The saint's soul after her, as God's own law
Draws souls and bodies to their depth or height.
‘What dost thou with that mystic burden thine?’
‘To quench all hell, to burn all heaven, I go,
And drive the souls God made to God's divine;
No thought of hell's deep dungeon, heaven's high throne,
No thought of virtue's meed, of sin's great woe,
Just to love God for God Himself alone.’
‘To quench all hell, to burn all heaven, I go,
And drive the souls God made to God's divine;
No thought of hell's deep dungeon, heaven's high throne,
No thought of virtue's meed, of sin's great woe,
Just to love God for God Himself alone.’
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