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Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place,

And saw, below, many devils

Running, leaping,

And carousing in sin.

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REGINA COELI.

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Coventry Patmore·1823–1896
ay, did his sisters wonder what could Joseph seeIn a mild, silent little Maid like thee?And was it awful, in that narrow house,With God for Babe and Spouse?Nay, like thy simple, female sort, each oneApt to find Him in Husband and in Son,Nothing to thee came strange in this.Thy wonder was but wondrous bliss:Wondrous, for, thoughTrue Virgin lives not but does know,(Howbeit none ever yet confess'd,)That God lies really in her breast,Of thine He made His special nest!And soAll mothers worship little feet,And kiss the very ground they've trod;But, ah, thy little Baby sweetWho was indeed thy God!