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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Welcome To The Month Of Mary</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! gladly do we welcome thee,<br>Fair pleasant month of May;<br>Month which we’ve eager longed to see,<br>Through many a wintry day:<br>And now with countless budding flowers,<br>With sunshine bright and clear—<br>To gild the quickly fleeting hours—<br>At length, sweet month, thou’rt here! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, yet, we do not welcome thee<br>Because thy genial breath<br>Hath power our sleeping land to free<br>From winter’s clasp of death;<br>Nor yet because fair flowers are springing<br>Beneath thy genial ray;<br>And thousand happy birds are singing<br>All welcome to thee, May! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, higher, nobler cause have we<br>These bright days to rejoice—<br>’Twas God ordained that thou should’st be<br>The loved month of our choice:<br>It is because thou hast been given<br>To honor her alone,<br>The ever gentle Queen of Heaven—<br>The mother of God’s son. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The blossoms that we joyous cull<br>By bank or silver stream;<br>The fragrant hawthorn boughs we pull,<br>Most sacred too, we deem:<br>For not amid our tresses we<br>Their op’ning buds will twine,<br>But garlands fair we’ll weave with care<br>For Mary’s lowly shrine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when the twilight shades descend<br>On earth, so hushed and still,<br>And the lone night bird’s soft notes blend<br>With breeze from glade and hill,<br>We seek her shrine with loving heart,<br>And, humbly kneeling there,<br>We linger long, loth to depart<br>From that sweet place of prayer! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! who can tell with what gifts rare<br>Our Mother will repay<br>Their love who honor thus with care<br>Her own sweet month of May!<br>A grace for every flower they’ve brought<br>Or ’Ave, they have said;<br>And ev’ry pious, holy thought<br>Shall be by her repaid!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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Fair pleasant month of May;
Month which we’ve eager longed to see,
Through many a wintry day:
And now with countless budding flowers,
With sunshine bright and clear—
To gild the quickly fleeting hours—
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