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THE CHILDREN'S MASS.
(St. Ursula's, 1923.)
Was it a strong wind? No, but the feet of the children,
The radiant rush of the children coming fast,
Swift and graceful, beautiful as young poplars,
Slender poplars shaken as the wind passed.
The radiant rush of the children coming fast,
Swift and graceful, beautiful as young poplars,
Slender poplars shaken as the wind passed.
Slim as the white lilies the swaying children
Blown one way with the wind of their joyous song,
Faces lit and uplifted, the souls of the children
Thin as flames are out with the heavenly throng.
Blown one way with the wind of their joyous song,
Faces lit and uplifted, the souls of the children
Thin as flames are out with the heavenly throng.
As wings tossed in the wind, the chant of the children
Lifted the soul, carried it height upon height,
Over the stars, the winged song of the children,
Over the stars and the moon and the purple night.
Lifted the soul, carried it height upon height,
Over the stars, the winged song of the children,
Over the stars and the moon and the purple night.
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