Bloomed the first Eden not with man alone,
But woman, equal woman, at his side.
And seemly was it when, together tried.
They fell together — for the two were one.
On Calvary stood the Mother by the Son,
New Eve with Second Adam crucified;
And as through Eve, in Adam, we had died,
Through Mary was our loss, in Christ, undone.
Then how should not the Paradise regained
Behold its Eve beside her Adam throned,
Both risen, both ascended — unprofaned
Each virginal body, by the grave disowned?
Else had our foe his conquest half maintained;
The primal ruin been but half atoned.