Hilaire Belloc

(27 July 1870 – 16 July 1953 / La Celle-Saint-Cloud)

Ballade To Our Lady Of Czestochowa - Poem by Hilaire Belloc

I

Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold
And very Regent of the untroubled sky,
Whom in a dream St. Hilda did behold
And heard a woodland music passing by:
You shall receive me when the clouds are high
With evening and the sheep attain the fold.
This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.

II

Steep are the seas and savaging and cold
In broken waters terrible to try;
And vast against the winter night the wold,
And harbourless for any sail to lie.
But you shall lead me to the lights, and I
Shall hymn you in a harbour story told.
This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.

III

Help of the half-defeated, House of gold,
Shrine of the Sword, and Tower of Ivory;
Splendour apart, supreme and aureoled,
The Battler's vision and the World's reply.
You shall restore me, O my last Ally,
To vengence and the glories of the bold.
This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.

Envoi

Prince of the degradations, bought and sold,
These verses, written in your crumbling sty,
Proclaim the faith that I have held and hold
And publish that in which I mean to die.

Form: Ballad


Comments about Ballade To Our Lady Of Czestochowa by Hilaire Belloc

  • Rookie Brigid Courtney (4/12/2009 4:10:00 PM)

    what is belloc referring to when he says 'your crumbling sty'? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Diana Costigan (2/12/2006 12:12:00 AM)

    The old religion did not die out but marched silently hand in hand with the new religion the Romans brought to Britain and which is more commonly referrred to as Christianity (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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