Daily Archives: January 25, 2012

An old poem (122 years old, in fact)

By | January 25, 2012

“Tota Pulchra Es.” THOU art all fair, O Mother blest! In thee is found no stain; Thou’rt purer far than whitest crest That decks the troubled main. Thy soul no taint did ever bear Of imperfection’s shade; And Satan never counted there The blots his wiles had made. First creature formed since Adam’s fall Who… Read More »