Joyous and clear and fresh
Thy music doth surpass.
And there is something of the same thought in the lines of Edmund Burke:
Teach me, O lark! with thee to greatly rise,
T’ exalt my soul and lift it to the skies;
To make each worldly joy as mean appear,
Unworthy care when heavenly joys are near.
But Patience nowhere belittles earthly joys that are not evil in themselves; nor does she teach that all earthly passions are inherently wrong: for earthly love is the theme of many of her verses.
Her expressions of scorn are sometimes powerful in their vehemence. This, on “War,” for example:
Ah, thinkest thou to trick?