I found this beautiful poem on Richard's blog, "STABAT MATER". The poem was written by Pearl of Tyburn and Richard found it on her blog, "LONGBOWS AND ROSARY BEADS". I was just bowled over by the beauty of this poem and I want to give you the opportunity of enjoying it too. Thank you Pearl and thank you Richard.
OUR LADY OF THE TAPER/OUR LADY OF CARDIGAN |
"OUR LADY OF BRITANNIA
Thou stood on Newgate Arch and graced
Pendragon’s shield,
Cardigan bore thy taper, and Walsingham thy
seal,
Humbly we now beseech thee as that thy feet we
kneel,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro nobis!
Thy beads hung from the sword-belts of
Locksley’s Merry Men,
Thy hymns were sung by choirs, O Mother Free
from Sin,
This land was once thy Dowry; pray make it so
again,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro nobis!
When Alfred lead his warriors in battle for
the land,
Thou were his source of courage, the strength
that made him stand,
Seven Swords were pierced through thy heart,
and one
was in thy hand,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro
nobis!
Thy hands are in the Highlands to show us how to pray,
Thy footprints are in Cornwall to guide us in Christ’s ways,
Direct us, Holy Virgin, if God forbid we
stray,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro
nobis!
Thou art the Dove of Peace for Ulster ’s troubled
sons,
The Queen of Thorns and Blossoms, whose seat
was Avalon,
Look down on us from Heaven, Most Highly
Favored One,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro nobis!
From Scotia’s misty moors, to Albion ’s fertile plains,
From Cambria’s mountain climes, to Northern Erin ’s glens,
We offer thee this land to be thy own
again,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro
nobis!
Thy name was oft times chanted by peasants and
bold knights,
Preparing for the harvest, or arming for the
fight,
Though centuries have elapsed, thou’st kept us
in thy sight,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro
nobis!
Though stormy skies did threaten, thou still
remained the same,
A constant source of succor to those who
called thy name,
Thou art the Gilded Lamp that held the Burning
Flame,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro nobis!
Recall the martyrs’ deaths in Christ’s own
imitation,
Come rack and then come rope, they braved the
tribulation,
The ruby blood they shed cries out in
supplication,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro
nobis!
Remember this, our country, amidst the stormy
sea,
O may she stand united, a stronghold for the
free
But foremost make her faithful to Jesus Christ
and thee,
Our Lady of Britannia, Ora pro nobis!