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THE WRITINGS OF OSCAR WILDE.

AVE MARIA PLENA GRATIA.

Was this His coming! I had hoped to see  A scene of wondrous glory, as was told  Of some great God who in a rain of gold Broke open bars and fell on Danae:Or a dread vision as when Semele  Sickening for love and unappeased desire  Prayed to see God's clear body, and the fireCaught her white limbs and slew her utterly:With such glad dreams I sought this holy place,  And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand  Before this supreme mystery of Love: A kneeling girl with passionless pale face,  An angel with a lily in his hand,  And over both with outstretched wings the Dove.

Florence.

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