Father Gerard Hopkins, S. J. Why didst thou carve thy speech laboriously, And match and blend thy words with curious art？ For Song, one saith, is but ...
Gates and Doors （For Richardson Little Wright） There was a gentle hostler （And blessed be his name！） He opened up the stable The night Our Lady came. ...
The Singing Girl （For the Rev. Edward F. Garesche, S. J.） There was a little maiden In blue and silver drest, She sang to God in Heaven And God within...
The Annunciation （For Helen Parry Eden） "Hail Mary, full of grace," the Angel saith. Our Lady bows her head, and is ashamed； She has a Bride...
Roses （For Katherine Bregy） I went to gather roses and twine them in a ring, For I would make a posy, a posy for the King. I got an hundred roses, the...
The Visitation （For Louise Imogen Guiney） There is a wall of flesh before the eyes Of John, who yet perceives and hails his King. It is Our Lady's...
Multiplication （For S. M. E.） I take my leave, with sorrow, of Him I love so well； I look my last upon His small and radiant prison-cell； O happy lamp...
Thanksgiving （For John Bunker） The roar of the world is in my ears. Thank God for the roar of the world！ Thank God for the mighty tide of fears Agains...
The Thorn （For the Rev. Charles L. O'Donnell, C. S. C.） The garden of God is a radiant place, And every flower has a holy face： Our Lady like a li...
The Big Top The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering to my heart And I like the smell of the trampled grass and elephants and hay. I take ...