Imleabhar: CBÉ 0485 (Cuid 2)

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1. A Glance from the Mother of God

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Canticle of Canticles

   That radiant brow, reflecting cheerful day! That bosom, which no rebel thought could soil: Whereon, content the Word Incarnate Lay! Those lips and cheeks, where modest graces play: Whose vernal bloom no lunar phrase hath drained, -- t'en for the while, she bore the germ ordained, To heal my soul, and keep it from decay! Those eyes, the mirror of a thoughtful sea In cloudless calm -- except when perfumes pure, Some zephyr wafts from the Elysian field! Ah! thither shall my heart seeurely flee For rest and peace, should fading beauty lure, Till god's Essential Beauty is reveal'd.

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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   Cineál míre

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   Cló Rómhánach

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   • Timothy Hurley