 | The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere |  |
L. JANUA CŒLI.
They seek not; or amiss they seek;
The coward soul, the captious brain:
To Love alone those instincts speak
Whose challenge never yet was vain.
The coward soul, the captious brain:
To Love alone those instincts speak
Whose challenge never yet was vain.
96
True Gate of Heaven! As light through glass,
That God who might—not born of thee—
Have come, was pleased to earth to pass
Through thine unstained Virginity:
That God who might—not born of thee—
Have come, was pleased to earth to pass
Through thine unstained Virginity:
Lo! thus aright to know thy Son
Through knowledge comes of thee in part,
Interior Vision, Spirit-won,
High wisdom of the virgin heart.
Through knowledge comes of thee in part,
Interior Vision, Spirit-won,
High wisdom of the virgin heart.
Summed up in thee our hearts behold
The glory of created things:
From His, thy Son's, corporeal mould
Looks forth the eternal King of kings!
The glory of created things:
From His, thy Son's, corporeal mould
Looks forth the eternal King of kings!
| The Poetical Works of Aubrey De Vere | |