" Memorare": through the ages,
Lighting saint and sinner low,
Touching heroes, poets, sages,
With a deeper spirit-glow,
Comes the prayer of Mary's Bernard,
Potent now, as long ago,
When it rose like incense heavenward
From the groves of dark Citeaux.
" Memorare, O Maria,"
That it never hath been known
Earthly pleading, " Mater pia,"
Rose unheeded to thy throne:
Hear us then, who kneel before thee
With a love that fain would grow
To the love that Bernard bore thee,
In the cloisters of Citeaux.