"We weep before the Blessed Mother's shrine,   To think upon her sorrows, but her joys   What nun could ever know a tithing of?   The precious hours she watched above His sleep   Were worth the fearful anguish of the end.   Yea, lack of love is bitterest of all." - Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale: We weep before the Blessed Mother's shrine, To think...

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"We weep before the Blessed Mother's shrine, To think upon her sorrows, but her joys What nun could ever know a tithing of? The precious hours she watched above His sleep Were worth the fearful anguish of the end. Yea, lack of love is bitterest of all." - Sara Teasdale

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