THE HEART IMMACULATE.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume V, Issue 267, 14 June 1878, Page 5

THE HEART IMMACULATE.

(For the Avc Maria,.) Through street and field wild howls the March wind's blast, The bare trees shiv'ring, loudly wail and moan, Like souls remorseful for the bright days flown When life was young and no sin dimmed the past; Deep sounds in minor key run through the vast Gloomed cavern of the night: alone, alone, Yet in a warring world, our weak hearts groan, And catch at prayer, to find sweet peace at last. And this we know : let all the world be dark, Dear Mary watches o'er our troubled sea; And this we know : though unknown danger lurks In all our land her pure heart is an ark, In which we shelter, childlike, trustingly — O heart unstained ! the of God's works.

Maukice F. Egan.