(For The Rev. Edward F. Garesche, S. J.) There Was A Little Maiden In Blue And Silver Drest, She Sang To God In Heaven And God Within Her Breast. It Flooded Me With Pleasure, It Pierced Me Like A Sword, When This Young Maiden Sang: "My Soul Doth Magnify The Lord." The Stars Sing All Together And Hear The Angels Sing, But They Said They Had Never Heard So Beautiful A Thing. Saint Mary And Saint Joseph, And Saint Elizabeth, Pray For Us Poets Now And At The Hour Of Death.