Dear Mother of the Savior, yet remaining
Star of the Sea and heaven's open door,
Come when we stumble, lifting and sustaining,
For in our hearts we long to rise once more.
You who, defying nature, still continue
Virgin before and after Gabriel's call,
You who, defying nature, wrought the sinew
Of Him Who mad you, pity on us who fall.
Eve's angel keeps a garden ringed with fire,
But Mary's angel answers Eve's desire.
~James J. Donohue