PARDON, O Saint John divine, That I change a word of thine. None the less, aid thou me! And Siena's Catherine; Lofty doctor, Augustine, Glorious penitent; and be Assissi's Francis also mine! Mine be Padua's Anthony, And that other Francis, he Called of Sales -- Let all combine And counsel of great charity What I write! Thy wings incline, O my Angel, o'er the line! Last and first, O Queen Mary, And thy white Immaculacy, If my work may profit aught Fill with lilies every thought! I surmise What is white will then be wise. @3To which I add@1 Thomas More Teach (thereof my need is sore) What thou showedst well on earth -- Good writ, good wit, make goodly mirth! |