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Mothers, mothers, will you not see

All that your gift to the world may be?

These who must fight a wrong abhorred

Are Michael's angels, who bear the sword.

Mothers of men, then loose your hold!

Love grants more than your arms enfold;

Under the Cross you stand apart,

With Mary's sword in your dauntless heart.

Marion Couthouy Smith.