“ From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height." Nay, peace, I shall behold before the night, The feet of brass, the robe more white than flame, The wounded hands, the weary human face. ↑ Latin: Out of darkness.↑ Latin: Out of darkness. ”
“ From morn to noon on Carmel's smitten height." Nay, peace, I shall behold before the night, The feet of brass, the robe more white than flame, The wounded hands, the weary human face. ↑ Latin: Out of darkness.↑ Latin: Out of darkness. ”
