1 Balsame, pure Wax, and Chrismes-liquor cleare, Make vp this precious Lamb, I send thee here; All lightning it dispels, and each ill spri'ght, Remedies sinne, and makes the heart contrite. Euen as the bloud that Christ for vs did shed: It helpes the child-beds paines; & giues good speed Vnto the birth; Great gifts it still doth win To all that weare it, and that worthy bin: It quels the rage of fire; and cleanely bore It brings from shipwracke safely to the shore. 2 @3Nola the Bow, and France the shaft did bring: But who shall helpe them to a hempen string?@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAREWELL TO MALTA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TIME, REAL AND IMAGINARY; AN ALLEGORY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE WIND'S VISIT by EMILY DICKINSON OVERTONES by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY TO A BLOCKHEAD by ALEXANDER POPE JOHN BROWN OF OSAWATOMIE [OCTOBER 16, 1859] by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN SEASONS AND TIMES by WILLIAM BARNES |