I thought my all was given before but mercy ordred me one more: A Perigrene; my God me sent him back againe I doe present as a love token; 'mongst my others, One Daughter; and hir 4 deare Brothers: To my Lord Christ; my only bless; is, he is mine; and I am his My Dearest Lord; hast thou fulfill'd thy will, thy hand maid's pleas'd, Compleatly happy still: | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REVELRY OF THE DYING by BARTHOLOMEW DOWLING HYMN FOR EPIPHANY by REGINALD HEBER CROSSING THE PLAINS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 54. LOVE'S FATALITY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE A MORNING HYMN by CHARLES WESLEY |