Thomas Edward Brown.
TO live within a caveit is most good;
But, if God make a day,
And some one come, and
Lo! I have gatherd faggots in the wood!
Een let him stay,
And light a fire, and fan a temporal mood!
sit till morning! when the light is grown
That he the path can read,
Then bid the man God-speed!
is not thine: yet must thou own
They have a cheerful warmththose ashes on the stone.
HAST thou a cunning instrument of play,
Tis well; but see thou keep it bright,
And tuned to
primal chords, so that it may
Be ready day and night.
For when He comes thou knowst not, who shall
These virginals are apt; and try a note,
And sit, and make sweet solace of delight,
That men shall
stand to listen on the way,
And all the room with heavenly music float.
A GARDEN is a lovesome thing, God wot!
Of peace; and yet the fool
Contends that God is not
Not God! in gardens! when the eve is cool?
but I have a sign;
Tis very sure God walks in mine.
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