English poem
IV.
by Aubrey De Vere (1788–1846)
Mary! To thee the humble cry. What seek they? Gifts to Pride unknown. They seek thy help—to pass thee by:— They murmur, "Show us but thy Son."
The childlike heart shall enter in; The virgin soul its God shall see:— Mother, and maiden pure from sin, Be thou the guide: the Way is He.
The mystery high of God made Man Through thee to man is easier made: Pronounce the consonant who can Without the softer vowel's aid!