THE BEATIFIED CHILDREN.
Thus as a chrysalis
Gladly we gain him,
And as a pledge of bliss
Safely retain him;
When from the shell he's free
Whereby he's tainted,
Perfect and fair he'll be,
Holy and sainted.
DOCTOR MARIANUS.
(In the highest, purest cell.)
Wide is the prospect here,
Raised is the soul;
Women on high appear,
Seeking their goal.
'Mongst them the radiant one,
Queen of the skies,
In her bright starry crown
Greets my glad eyes.
Thou who art of earth the queen,
Let me, 'neath the blue
Heavenly canopy serene
Thy sweet mystery view!
Grant the gentle solemn force
Which our breast can move,
And direct our onward course
Toward thy perfect love.
Dauntless let our courage be,
At the bright behest;
Mild our ardour suddenly,
When thou biddest us rest.
Virgin, type of holiness,
