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Our Lady

ER of God! no lady thou:   Common woman of common

Our Lady ladies call thee now,   But Christ was never of gentle birth;   A common man of the common earth.

For God’s ways are not as our ways:   The noblest lady in the

Would have given up half her days,   Would have cut off her right hand,   To bear the child that was God of the land.

Never a lady did He choose,

Only a maid of low degree,

So humble she might not refuse The carpenter of Galilee:

A daughter of the people, she.

Out she sang the song of her heart.   Never a lady so had sung.

She knew no letters, had no art;   To all mankind, in woman’s tongue,   Hath Israelitish Mary sung.

And still for men to come she sings,

Nor shall her singing pass away.‘He hath fillàd the hungry with good things’— O listen, lords and ladies gay!— ‘And the rich He hath sent empty away.’

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Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge (23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907) was a British novelist and poet who also wrote essays and reviews.
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