Th’ overflowing cup of Gerard Ablett’s joy:
One had I named in every year that passed
Since Gerard wed! and twins behold at last!
Well pleased, the bridegroom smiled to hear - “A vine
Fruitful and spreading round the walls be thine,
And branch-like be thine offspring!” - Gerard then
Look’d joyful love, and softly said “Amen.”
Now of that vine he’d have no more increase,
Those playful branches now disturb his peace:
Them he beholds around his tables spread,