MARCH 25th
LADY DAY
Fearfully plain the flowers grew,Like a child's book to read,Or like a friend's face seen in a glass.He looked, and there Our Lady was;She stood and stroked the tall live grassAs a man strokes his steed.
Her face was like a spoken wordWhen brave men speak and choose,The very colours of her coatWere better than good news....
'The gates of heaven are tightly locked,We do not guard our gain,The heaviest hind may easilyCome silently and suddenlyUpon me in a lane.
'And any little maid that walksIn good thoughts apart,May break the guard of the Three Kings,And see the dear and dreadful thingsI hid within my heart.''Ballad of Alfred.'
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