Our Lady Saint Mary by J. G. H. Barry
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page 46 of 375 (12%)
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Which of the field is cleped the sweetest briar,
Inflamed with ardour to that mystic shine, In Moses' bush unwasted in the fire. Thus love, and hope, and burning charity, (Divinest graces) are so intermixt With odorous sweets and soft humility, As if they adored the head, whereon they are fixed. PART TWO CHAPTER II THE ANNUNCIATION I And the angel came in unto her, and said, Hail, thou that art highly favoured, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women. S. Luke, I. 28 Oh God, whose will it was that thy Word should take flesh, at the message of the Angel, in the womb of the blessed Virgin Mary, grant to us thy suppliants that, we who believe her to be truly the Mother of God, may be assisted by her intercession with thee. Through &c. ROMAN. |
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