Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
Christmas CarolMay Probyn (18561909)
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Lacking silver and gold,
The Prince Jesus in the poor stable
Slept, and was three hours old.
Mary, not touch’d of sin,
Sat by Him,—the King’s daughter,
All glorious within.
Star where no spot hath room.
Ave, gratia plena—
Virgo Virginum!
Clad not in cramoisie,
She hath hush’d, she hath cradled to rest, her
God the first time on her knee.
The ox hath dumbly confess’d,
With the ass, meek kneeling before Him,
Et homo factus est.
Not crown’d with a Queen’s crown,
At her breast it is Mary shall feed her
Maker, from Heaven come down.
Sudden, and its bells chime—
She giveth Him, held to her bosom,
Her immaculate milk the first time.
Was alight, and its snow-pack’d ways
Sweet made (say the Evangels)
With the noise of their virelays.
Why go ye feet unshod?
Wot ye within yon door is
Mary, the Mother of God?
There—no roses are piled—
But, choicer than all balms blending
There Mary hath kiss’d her child.
Et ego Illi—cold
Small cheek against her cheek, He
Sleepeth, three hours old.