WOMAN—A REPLY.

Maoriland Worker, Volume 2, Issue 27, 8 September 1911, Page 12

WOMAN—A REPLY.

"God be sorry for women ?" Nay, singeT and sister and woman, Sing the woman Triumphant!—"the face turned from the clod" — Wave of the mystical ocean, thro' season and changing season, Intoning its grand Tβ Deum on cosmical bars of God! Sing , the Woman Triumphant!—queen•sybil from morn primeval— Ix>! at her nod swung open the portals of Birth and Breath, Fear and the anguish of Fear 'neath her naked feet she- has trodden As Over-mis tress of Sorrow—deride* of dominant Death. Wherefore shall God be sorry? or hearts that are wise in women Pity the shimmering splendour, the woman-waves of His sea, : Pity the tremulous tides in the flood of their God-ward setting To the scintillant, white soul-beachea whose sands are Eternity ? ■ God be sorry for woman? that men for their sport defile her? Lo! to the dark she has flung them, pilotless, rudderless, blind, For prey to the shark-toothed' foes of their vanity's vilo creations; To reap the wrath of the whirlwind where laughing they sowed the wind. Dare man be sorry for God? As the sky to the hills thereunder, As the sea in its ebbing and flowing, Creation's image she stands — Strength with a mask of softness, wisdom with meekness hidden, Serpent and dove commingled, with, the torch of God in her hands. Yea! Sing the Woman Triumphant! no dirge but a march eternal, Tabor and clash of cymbals and homage of waving palms! Diapason of life-tides throbbing! Look, weary one, doubting sister, Tis Mary of Nazareth passes—with the infant Christ in her arms. —Marie E. J. Pitt in "Horses of the Hills."