Main Street, and Other Poems

<h2> The Annunciation </h2> <h3> (For Helen Parry Eden) </h3> <p>"Hail Mary, full of grace," the Angel saith.<br/> Our Lady bows her head, and is ashamed;<br/> She has a Bridegroom Who may not be named,<br/> Her mortal flesh bears Him Who conquers death.<br/> Now in the dust her spirit grovelleth;<br/> Too bright a Sun before her eyes has flamed,<br/> Too fair a herald joy too high proclaimed,<br/> And human lips have trembled in God's breath.<br/> <br/> O Mother-Maid, thou art ashamed to cover<br/> With thy white self, whereon no stain can be,<br/> Thy God, Who came from Heaven to be thy Lover,<br/> Thy God, Who came from Heaven to dwell in thee.<br/> About thy head celestial legions hover,<br/> Chanting the praise of thy humility.<br/></p> <p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0016" id="link2H_4_0016"></SPAN></p> <br/> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />