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Ballade to Our Lady of Czestochowa
I

Lady and Queen and Mystery manifold
And very Regent of the untroubled sky,
Whom in a dream St.
Hilda did behold
And heard a woodland music passing by:
You shall receive me when the clouds are high
With evening and the sheep attain the fold.

This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.


II

Steep are the seas and savaging and cold
In broken waters terrible to try;
And vast against the winter night the wold,
And harbourless for any sail to lie.

But you shall lead me to the lights, and I
Shall hymn you in a harbour story told.

This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.


III

Help of the half-defeated, House of gold,
Shrine of the Sword, and Tower of Ivory;
Splendour apart, supreme and aureoled,
The Battler's vision and the World's reply.

You shall restore me, O my last Ally,
To vengence and the glories of the bold.

This is the faith that I have held and hold,
And this is that in which I mean to die.


Envoi

Prince of the degradations, bought and sold,
These verses, written in your crumbling sty,
Proclaim the faith that I have held and hold
And publish that in which I mean to die.
Written by: Hilaire Belloc

Book: Shattered Sighs