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The Blessed Virgin's Expostulation when our Saviour, at twelve years of age, had withdrawn himself, Z196
Tell me, some pitying angel, quickly say,
Where does my soulís sweet darling stay,
In tigerís, or more cruel Herodís way?
Oh! rather let his little footsteps press
Unregarded through the wilderness,
Where milder savages resort;
The desertís safer than a tyrantís court.
Why, fairest object of my love,
Why dost thou from my longing eyes remove?
Was it a waking dream that did foretell
Thy wondírous birth? No vision from above?
Whereís Gabriel now that visited my cell?
I call; he comes not; flattíring hopes, farewell.
Me Judahís daughters once caressíd,
Callíd me of mothers the most blessíd;
Now (fatal change!) of motherís most distressíd.
How shall my soul its motions guide,
How shall I stem the various tide,
Whilst faith and doubt my labíring soul divide?
For whilst of thy dear sight beguilíd,
I trust the God, but oh! I fear the child.