Blessed among Women: To the Signora Cairoli
Blessed was she that bare,Hidden in flesh most fair,For all men's sake the likeness of all love;Holy that virgin's womb,The old record saith, on whomThe glory of God alighted as a dove;Blessed, who brought to gracious birthThe sweet-souled Saviour of a man-tormented earth.
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