Thy lilies drink the dew. Thy lambs the rill, and I will drink them too; For those in purity And innocence are types, dear Lord, of Thee. The fragrant lily flower Bows and fulfils Thy Will its lifelong hour; The lamb at rest and play Fulfils Thy Will in gladness all the day; They leave to-morrow's cares Until the morrow, what it brings it bears. And I, Lord, would be such; Not high or great or anxious over-much, But pure and temperate, Earnest to do Thy Will betimes and late. Fragrant with love and praise And innocence thro' all my appointed days; Thy lily I would be, Spotless and sweet, Thy lamb to follow Thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 21 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THERE IS NO DEATH by JOHN LUCKEY MCCREERY CLIO, NINE ECLOGUES IN HONOUR OF NINE VIRTUES: 6. OF PATIENCE by WILLIAM BASSE OH, WHEN I DIE by WILLIAM LAIRD BROWN VISIONS: 6 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) TO ROBERT GRAHAM OF FINTRY by ROBERT BURNS |