Remembering odd
Scraps of the tales and heavenly mirth
He shall never remember again on Earth.
PETITION TO THE ALMIGHTY
My sins of scarlet I pray Thee wash away,
For they were done in passion and hot blood,
When youth was lord of me nor understood
The glory of the beauty of Thy way.
So pardon them; but, Lord, if I have stood
The enemy of any destitute,