Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1893-05-12
TO OUR LADY OF v1croRy.

TO OUR LADY OF VICTORY.
COMMUNICATED By w.
HALL Holy Queen, all hail, ladye,
Lies sweetness, hope and love,
To thee we raise our cease ess wall:
Mourning and weeping, faint and pale,
Ewes children in this sinful vale,
We cry to thee above, Marie,
We cry to thee above.
Sweet Queen of Mercy! deign, ladve.
To turn thine eyes below.
And when we're DER ife's treacherous
main
Poor exiles saird in grief and pain,
Thy womb's blest fruit, sweet Jesus slain.
To us in glory show, Marie,
To us in glory show.
o, Clement Mother. hear, ladye,
o, virgin, undefiled,
By every holy hope and fear,
By every precious smile and tear
That hailed his birth or wept his bier,
Receive me as thy child, Marie,
Receive me as thy child.
Tower of silver shields, ladye.
What victories are thine,
Not cloven casques in tented fields
No sound of strife Madonna yields;
Yet here in arms before thee yields,
And pauses wrath divine, Marie,
And pauses wrath divine.
War is our lot below, ladye,
Whether that war we wage,
with sickness, poverty, death and woe;
The passions within that surge and glow,
with human tyrant or fendish foe,
lis the same from age to age, Marie,
The same from age to age.
Peace is an idle dream, ladye,
IT'S deadly strife around;
Bitter and red is Times turbid stream.
Round us the phantoms of cloudiand
scream.
And rarely the swords of the angels CLEAN,
I'LL the soul is bound or crown'd, Marie, :
Till God is lost or found.
But we call thee not in vain, ladye,.
To the mortal strife of souls, =.
To walk through this fiery battle plain.
TO teach the weakest to fight amaiu,
Saying, who Stays not shall be surely
slain;
And the combat onward rolls, Marie,
The combat onward rolls.
When Despair, with her sable wings,
ladye,
O'ershadows me like the tomb
And skeptic pride like winter filings
Her frozen chains DER the holy springs
OF faith and love, and no longer sings
Sweet hope through the rayless gloom,
Sweet hope through the rayless gloom.
One pillar unbroken stands, ladye,
One star through the night appears;
call on thee and celestial brands
SILVER asunder the tempter's bands,
And grace distils from thy radiant hands
| ike a Guardian onnolSo
Like guardian angels tears.
While the earthly vesture mars, ladye,
The ascent to our native spheres,
And the yearning soul thro' her dungeon
bars
Gazes aloft on her home of stars,
And the disoord of life's unceasing wars
Crates on her tender ear, Marie,
Crates on her tender ear.
Oh, turn thy gracious eyes, ladye,
When grace seems all withdrawn,
And the heart, like tomb where the dead
Christ lies,
Sha be angel throned, and the soul shall
rise
Immortal to God thro' the joyful skies
In resurrection dawn, Marie,
In resurre ction dawn.
When my soul revolts at wrong, ladye,
And my heart is sick With care,
Thou pointe st in tears to the ruffian throne.
Who drag the bleeding Christ along
With curses, sneers and ribald song,
And mock thy mute despair, Marie,
And mock thy mute despair.
Aloft is raised the sign, ladye,
By visioned seers foretold,
And trickling down his brow divine
The blood gouts dim his fading Eyne,
And DER his amber hair doth shine
Like rubies dropped on gold, Marie,
Like rubies dropp'd on gold.
Oh, hear thy child implore, ladye,
The grace all gifts above;
Thy heart to please, and Cnrist's adore,
The Eucharistic wells before,
And learn therein the sanity lore,
OF humble faith aud love, Marie,
OF humble faith and love.