Angelus - Poem by Robert Farrell
Whose chasteness shone, as with the whiteness of a dove
and still whose sole ambition was to serve
a handmaid, whose devotion could not swerve,
for calm beheld deep down 'candescent pulsed her love,
a woman who her heart's flesh would not spare
in hope secure, to quicken mercy's care
she bowed her brow for men below to God above.
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