Filled With Her Love, May I Be

And Dare Love That, And Say So Too, And Forget The He And She.

Young Men Mend Not Their Sight By Using Old Men's Spectacles.

Keep Us, Lord, So Awake In The Duties Of Our Calling That We May Sleep In Thy Peace And Wake In Thy Glory.

I Wonder By My Troth, What Thou, And I Did, Till We Loved? Were We Not Weaned Till Then? But Sucked On Country Pleasures, Childishly? Or Snorted We In The Seven Sleepers' Den?

How Much Shall I Be Changed, Before I Am Changed!