Until a folding sense like prayer
Which is, as God is, everywhere,
Gathered about thee; and a voice
Spake to thee without any noise.
Being of the silence: “Hail,” it said,
“Thou that art highly favorèd;
The Lord is with thee here and now;
Blessed among all women thou.”
Ah! Knew'st thou of the end, when first
That Babe was on thy bosom nursed?