Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

Date
1938
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0485, Page 0308

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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0485, Page 0308

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  1. Canticle of Canticles
    That radiant brow, reflecting cheerful day! That bosom, which no rebel thought could soil: Whereon, content the Word Incarnate Lay! Those lips and cheeks, where modest graces play: Whose vernal bloom no lunar phrase hath drained, -- t'en for the while, she bore the germ ordained, To heal my soul, and keep it from decay! Those eyes, the mirror of a thoughtful sea In cloudless calm -- except when perfumes pure, Some zephyr wafts from the Elysian field! Ah! thither shall my heart seeurely flee For rest and peace, should fading beauty lure, Till god's Essential Beauty is reveal'd.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Item type
    Lore
    Language
    Béarla
    Writing mode
    Handwritten
    Writing script
    Roman script
    Informant