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Betrothal
O,
my Beloved
How shamelessly
I have presumed to
take Thee unto me!
... Because Thou
first had taken me to Thee,
If I am
speechless, reckless,
in my
breathless love ...
Too great, too
great!
It sunders bosom,
breast,
And takes this
heart from out of me!
Lest I should die,
seize Thou this shattered heart
Breathe once the
whispered knowing of my love.
... I am a fool
... and would you love me still?
Do not tell
me, either way lest I
In knowing,
surely come to die!
"In 1970, a pilgrim visiting
the Shrine of San De Marco, Italy, received a vision of a woman who told
him to take a picture of the setting sun. Having a simple Polaroid
camera, he only saw the sunset when he snapped this picture. When the
picture was developed, this image of the Blessed Virgin Mary appeared
(note the sunset at the lower right of the picture)." This image was
taken from a home-made Christmas Card, and scanned December 24, 1997.
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