Bid fire be sever’d from its heat,
Snow from its cold, wave from its wet!
Ask less!
Brand.
Toss a babe overboard,
And beg the blessing of the Lord.
His Mother.
Ask something else: ask hunger, thirst,—
But not what all men deem the worst!
Brand.
Bid fire be sever’d from its heat,
Snow from its cold, wave from its wet!
Ask less!
Brand.
Toss a babe overboard,
And beg the blessing of the Lord.
His Mother.
Ask something else: ask hunger, thirst,—
But not what all men deem the worst!
Brand.