My God the Baby is That rests upon my knee. Into those eyes of His I gaze mine own to see. And He looks up to meet in mine Reflected all the love Divine. A Maid my mother is, And I a sireless Son. No other deed like this Has Love eternal done -- To make here motherhood for Me The mirror of Divinity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STATUE AND THE BUST by ROBERT BROWNING OF THE THEME OF LOVE by MARGARET LUCAS CAVENDISH IN TENEBRIS: 2 by THOMAS HARDY A FAREWELL [TO C.E.G.] by CHARLES KINGSLEY BIRDS by NESTA HIGGINSON SKRINE MERCY PLEADS by LUCRETIA STOUT BELLOWS TO IRON-FOUNDERS AND OTHERS by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |