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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=450336" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>If Mary Had Known</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">If Mary had known<br>When she held her Babe's hands in her own<br>Little hands that were tender and white as a rose,<br>All dented with dimples from finger to wrist,<br>Such as mothers have kissed<br>That one day they must feel the fierce blows<br>Of a hatred insane,<br>Must redden with holiest stain,<br>And grasp as their guerdon the boon of the bitterest pain,<br>Oh, I think that her sweet, brooding face<br>Must have blanched with its anguish of knowledge above her embrace. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if Mary had known,<br>As she held her Babe's hands in her own,<br>What a treasure of gifts to the world they would bring;<br>What healing and hope to the hearts that must ache,<br>And without him must break;<br>Had she known they would pluck forth death's sting<br>And set open the door<br>Of the close, jealous grave evermore,<br>Making free who were captives in sorrow and darkness before,<br>Oh, I think that a gracious sunrise<br>Of rapture had broken across the despair of her eyes! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If Mary had known<br>As she sat with her baby alone,<br>And guided so gently his bare little feet<br>To take their first steps from the throne of her knee,<br>How weary must be<br>The path that for them should be meet;<br>And how it must lead<br>To the cross of humanity's need,<br>Giving hissing and shame, giving blame and reproach for its meed,<br>Oh, I think that her tears would have dewed<br>Those dear feet that must walk such a hard, starless way to the Rood! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if Mary had known,<br>As she sat with her Baby alone,<br>On what errands of mercy and peace they would go,<br>How those footsteps would ring through the years of all time<br>With an echo sublime,<br>Making holy the land of their woe,<br>That the pathway they trod<br>Would guide the world back to its God,<br>And lead ever upward away from the grasp of the clod,<br>She had surely forgot to be sad<br>And only remembered to be most immortally glad! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If Mary had known,<br>As she held him so closely, her own,<br>Cradling his shining, fair head on her breast,<br>Sunned over with ringlets as bright as the morn,<br>That a garland of thorn<br>On that tender brow would be pressed<br>Till the red drops would fall<br>Into eyes that looked out upon all,<br>Abrim with a pity divine over clamor and brawl,<br>Oh, I think that her lullaby song<br>Would have died on her lips into wailing impassioned and long! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if Mary had known, <br>As she held him so closely, her own, <br>That over the darkness and pain he would be <br>The Conqueror hailed in all oncoming days, <br>The world's hope and praise, <br>And the garland of thorn, <br>The symbol of mocking and scorn <br>Would be a victorious diadem royally worn, <br>Oh, I think that ineffable joy <br>Must have flooded her soul as she bent o'er her wonderful Boy!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lucy+Maud+Montgomery">Lucy Maud Montgomery</a><div class=q>
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When she held her Babe's hands in her own
Little hands that were tender and white as a rose,
All dented with dimples from finger to wrist,
Such as mothers have kissed
That one day they must feel the fierce blows
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