My double Deare Lord, yea doubld ore and ore Ten thousand times, it would indeed still rise Too little for to knock at thy blesst doore Of Loveliness ten thousand times its sise. 'Twould be a gift ten thousand times too small For my poor love to honour thee withall. My Love alas is a small shrivled thing A little Crickling a blasted bud, Scarce a grain in weight that can't unto thee bring Scarce lump * * * nor give * * * And shall I then presume therewith to greet The precious jewells that adorn thy feet? Thou as the Apple tree, in wood dost rise Even such among the Sons and them Excellst The world * * * in envy's eyes But thou these White * * * thou tellst, Twould this gold Martyre * * * relats in's streams * * * indeed its but * * * golden dreams. Not like the tree that once in Eden grew Out of whose bows th'old serpent drops Into our Mother Eve's lap the apple threw The which she quickly mumbled in her Chops. That tree of Life god's Paradise within That healing fruite brings froth to heale 'gainst sin. Its better far then was the snakes eges found By the poore squerrell, and did arm itselfe Therewith held in its teeth when th'Snake did round Assault it who held them unto this Elfe. She tendered the Eggs held in its mouth strange fate And so repelld away the Rattle Snake. Oh! Shake the tree and make these apples fall Into my Wicker Basket oh how free Art thou my Apple tree, surpassing all Then spirituall Food and Physick, curing mee. Then I shall have rich spirituall Balms, once had The Balm of Gilliad to make me glad. Lord serve up in thy Saphire Charger bright A service of these golden Apples brave Whose sight and sent will fill me with delight As they come tumbling * * * Wave, My food will Food and Med'cine to mee bee Which Grace itselfe cooks up aright for mee. Thou tree of Life yea life erelasting stand Within the Paradise of God thou hast That promisd them that hath that happy hand As to overcome shall Eating of it tast. Lord send me with this promisd branch of Life And I will sing thy Grace with gracious strife. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BACKGROUND AND DESIGN by KAREN SWENSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMANDA BARKER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SONNET: 31 by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY SONG TOURNAMENT: NEW STYLE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER PORTRAIT SONNETS: 3 by HENRY BELLAMANN RETALIATION by MARGARET E. BRUNER FORFEITS by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE GENERAL PROLOGUE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |