WHEN on this day the glorious Virgin ascended into
heaven, undoubtedly, she filled to overflowing the joy of the heavenly
citizens. For she it was, at the voice of whose salutation the very babes,
still shut up in their mothers' wombs, did leap for joy. If the soul of a tiny
babe not yet born melted with joy as Mary spoke, how unimaginably greater must
have been the joy in heaven among those who were found worthy to hear her
voice, and to see her face, and to rejoice in her blessed presence?
BUT who can conceive the wonder of this day's
procession, the glorious Queen of the world, with the whole army of the
heavenly legions going forth to meet her, and conducting her with songs and
canticles to her throne of glory, where her Son receives and embraces her, with
a peaceful countenance and a graceful manner, and exalts her above every
creature, giving her the honor due to such a Mother with the glory that behooves
such a Son ?
ALTOGETHER lovely were the kisses of the lips of
the Babe at the breast, and they gave gladness to his Mother when he lay in her
virginal breast. Must we not think those to be sweeter far which she receives
from his lips in welcome as he sits on the right hand of his Father, and as she
ascends to her throne of glory, singing her marriage song, and crying: Let him
kiss me with the kisses of his mouth? Who shall declare the generation of
Christ and the assumption of Mary? For as on earth she was found more full of
grace than all other creatures, so in heaven she attains to a unique glory.
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