Ii: The Visitation Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Ii: The Visitation



His cloistered God the unborn messenger
Exulting, leaped to hear:
His mother in the Mother of her Lord
Interpreting the Word.

And whence is this to me that the Mother of my Lord should come to me?


Luke i, 43.

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