English poem
The Singing Girl
by Joyce Kilmer (1886–1918)
(For the Rev. Edward F. Garesché, S.J.)
There was a little maiden In blue and silver drest, She sang to God in Heaven And God within her breast.
It flooded me with pleasure, It pierced me like a sword, When this young maiden sang: “My soul Doth magnify the Lord.”
The stars sing all together And hear the angels sing, But they said they had never heard So beautiful a thing.
Saint Mary and Saint Joseph, And Saint Elizabeth, Pray for us poets now And at the hour of death.