The Queen is crowned in Heaven. There standeth she
Upon the Lord's Right Hand in majesty,
Clothed with the Sun, and crowned eternally
With Power and Wisdom and Benignity.
Queen of Creation, Queen of Heaven is she.
Around their thrones the Heavenly Court should be
Of Patriarchs and Prophets. Lo, we see
From Limbo freed, a holy galaxy
Of Saints and Martyrs; souls that wondrously
The fight had fought, and conquered gloriously.
The Kingdom of their expectation, see,
Is founded. The chief Corner-stone is He
Who spake unto the Prophets. Verily,
They with Apostles the foundations be
On which His Temple rests eternally.
And now, in God, the holy Fathers see
The work on earth, which, like a spreading tree
Begins its shade to throw protectingly,
Athwart the Gentile World. In Him they be
Transported thither as in ecstasy.
Through every soul there thrills a sympathy
New born for them: but which henceforth will be
The unceasing token of that Unity
Of Purpose, Life and Sovereign Entity
Which flows through all Christ's members, vitally.
The Sacred Heart is centre: and they be
New born in Him. His Body, verily,
Fills theirs with Light; His Spirit's Unity
Enters each several Soul; with Him they be
One sacred Temple, indivisibly.
In God His Church they see, His Hierarchy -
And how His Spirit governs. Inwardly
See they and contemplate each Mystery
Which binds the Body's members. Heaven will be
The House of Intercession, ceaselessly.
- text taken from Mary: The Perfect Woman, by Emily Mary Shapcote