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A CRADLED CHILD


The presence of a 'holy thing,'
 Madonna-wise, her heart discerns,
 And like a fragrant censer burns,
O'ershadowed by an angel's wing.


Her brooding motherhood is strong;
 A trembling joy her bosom stirs,
 Her thoughts are white-robed worshippers,
'Magnificat' is all her song.


'Mid angels whispering 'all-hails'
 The waking moment she awaits,
 The opening of two pearly gates,
The lifting of two silken veils.