Oscar Wilde

Here you will find the Poem Ava Maria Plena Gratia of poet Oscar Wilde

Ava Maria Plena Gratia

WAS this His coming! I had hoped to see
 A scene of wondrous glory, as was told
 Of some great God who in a rain of gold
 Broke open bars and fell on Danae:
 Or a dread vision as when Semele
 Sickening for love and unappeased desire
 Prayed to see God's clear body, and the fire
 Caught her white limbs and slew her utterly:
 With such glad dreams I sought this holy place,
 And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand
 Before this supreme mystery of Love:
 A kneeling girl with passionless pale face,
 An angel with a lily in his hand,
 And over both with outstretched wings the Dove.