Una Est Columba Mea

My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. Canticum Canticorum, vi. 9. Sed: Ecce, inquiunt discipuli ad Dominum, audivimus in quo […]

As an Army Set in Array

Quae est ista, quae ascendit sicut aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata? Ant. ad Ben. from the Office of the Assumption of the BVM (Cant. vi. 9.).