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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Madre María

Alice Corbin

From “New Mexico Folk-songs”

ON the mountain Lucía

Was Madre María,

With book of gold.

Half was she reading,

Half praying and pleading

For sorrow foretold.

Came her son Jésus

To the mountain Lucía:

“What are you doing then,

Madre María?”

“Nor reading nor sleeping,

But dreaming a dream.

On Calvary’s hill-top

Three crosses gleam,

Bare in the moonlight;

Your body on one

Nailed feet and hands,

O my dear little son!”

“Be it so, be it so,

O mi Madre María!”

Who says this prayer

Three times a day

Will find Heaven’s doors

Opened alway,

And Hell’s doors shut

Forever and aye…..

Amen, Jésus!