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the bridge of the dragon.
And heavenly joy were given for earthly dole,
O'er lids and brow it spread—like streams that haunt
The northern stars, waving in dreamy play,
And warmed her kneeling shadow all away.

To her it seemed, that from celestial height,
The good- St, Catherine leaned, and said, Dear child,
The Virgin pure, mother of godlike might,
Teaches the loving heart and undefiled,
All it shall do; have faith in that far light!
Surely it was no dream, surely she smiled,
And bending over her still further, lo!
She kissed her warm eyelids, and kissed her brow.

The noble music softly pined away:—
And, hiding in her bosom's blameless pride,
The glittering rosary, upon her way
Went Margaret forth: the heavens no good denied,