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XXXV. FEST. ASSUMPTIONIS.
The mother of the heavenly Child
Who made the worlds, and who redeemed,
The maid and mother undefiled
She died: or else to die she seemed.
Who made the worlds, and who redeemed,
The maid and mother undefiled
She died: or else to die she seemed.
Once more above the late-entombed
They bent. What found they? Vacant space:
To heaven had Mary been assumed
And only flowers were in the place.
They bent. What found they? Vacant space:
To heaven had Mary been assumed
And only flowers were in the place.
O happy earth! Elected sphere!
Hope of that starry host above!
Thou too thy Maker's voice shalt hear;
Thou too thy great Assumption prove!
Hope of that starry host above!
Thou too thy Maker's voice shalt hear;
Thou too thy great Assumption prove!
The earth shall be renewed: the skies
Shall bloom with glories unrevealed:
Each season new but typifies
The wonders then to be unsealed.
Shall bloom with glories unrevealed:
Each season new but typifies
The wonders then to be unsealed.
Revives, each spring, a world that died:
A world by summer's store increased
Shall hear ere long that mandate wide
‘Prepare the glad Assumption Feast!’
A world by summer's store increased
Shall hear ere long that mandate wide
‘Prepare the glad Assumption Feast!’
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