And so the Woman clothed with the Sun,
Who sows the seed of love amongst mankind,
Shall reap the fruits of love in Heaven—her home—
Where happiness and peace eternal reign,
Wherein the dragon hath no place—no power.
All hail! thou glorious Bride, in Light array’d,
O, woman, clothed with the Bridegroom’s Power,[[157]]
Arise and shine! The time is now at hand
To change this earth into a heaven bright,
This hell into a paradise of Saints;