WHERETO shall we liken this Blessed Mary Virgin, Fruitful shoot from Jesse's root graciously emerging? Lily we might call her, but Christ alone is white; Rose delicious, but that Jesus is the one Delight; Flower of women, but her Firstborn is mankind's one flower: He the Sun lights up all moons thro' their radiant hour. 'Blessed among women, highly favoured,' thus Glorious Gabriel hailed her, teaching words to us: Whom devoutly copying we too cry 'All hail!' Echoing on the music of glorious Gabriel. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE BEING by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONG:SO WHY DOES THIS DEAD CARNATION by HAYDEN CARRUTH POSTHUMOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON AND SO, I THINK DIOGENES by AMY LOWELL THE RAINY SEASON by CLARENCE MAJOR YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM |