What God gives, and what we take, 'Tis a gift for Christ His sake: Be the meale of Beanes and Pease, God be thank'd for those, and these. Have we flesh, or have we fish. All are Fragments from His dish. He His Church save, and the King, And our Peace here, like a Spring, Make it ever flourishing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SWAN SONG OF PARSON AVERY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ALEC YEATON'S SON; GLOUCESTER, AUGUST, 1720 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH CARPE DIEM by JEAN ANTOINE DE BAIF THE BABY-HOUSE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FRAGMENTS INTENDED FOR DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: A NIGHT-SCENE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES CHRISTMAS EVE by ROBERT BROWNING SINGING FAITH by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ON THE MEANING OF ST. PAUL'S EXPRESSION OF SPEAKING WITH TONGUES by JOHN BYROM |