Where thou shalt sit, and Red-breast by,
For meat, shall give thee melody.”
Then again, see how in his soberer and meditative moods, he can turn the rich and resonant Litany of the Anglican Church into measures of sweet sound:
“In the hour of my distress,
When temptations me oppress,
And when I my sins confess,
Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
“When I lie within my bed,
Sick in heart, and sick in head,