The Onlu Child

[Verse 1]
Mary, Mary
Not so contrary
Mercy in your garden grows
[?]
And sleep like swallows
And dream of angels bathing in public squares

[Verse 2]
Mary's mind is
Filled with spirits
All of them better left unnamed
And once around her
Were only flowers
Now they bloom on a moss [?] wings

[Verse 3]
Mary came without
And out became her
And wonders when the vail of faith will leave
Mary often
Dreams of angels
And flying beneath their feathery wings