He turn'd to thee, that his would be the best
Of all men's chanting since the world began?
XIII.
Did'st thou, O Mary! with the eye of trust
Perceive, prophetic, through the dark and dust
Of things terrene, the glory of thy son,
And all the pride therein that should be won
By toilsome men, content to be his slaves?
XIV.
Did'st thou, good mother! in the tender ways