Depart, ye smiling souls, to Heaven depart:
Your tongues may there learn best the speaking art.
Stay not to suck, sweet children, do not stay:
Cry not; for you shall go the milky way. B.
XLI.
Quaerit Jesum suum beata Virgo. Luc. ii. 45.
Ah, redeas miserae, redeas, puer alme, parenti;
Ah, neque te coelis tam cito redde tuis.
Coelum nostra tuum fuerint, ô, brachia, si te
Nostra suum poterunt brachia ferre Deum.
The blessed Virgin seeks Jesus.
Ah, to Thy mother, ah, return,
my fair, belovèd Son;
Return not to Thy native skies,
my heaven-descended One.
Thy mother's arms Thy heaven would be,
enfolding Thee around;
If thus within these innocent arms
the great God might be found.[51] G.
XLII.
Non sum dignus ut sub tecta mea venias. Matt. viii. 8.
In tua tecta Deus veniet: tuus haud sinit illud
Et pudor atque humili in pectore celsa fides.
Illum ergo accipies, quoniam non accipis: ergo
In te jam veniet, non tua tecta Deus.[52]