If so be thou must crush me for thy use,
Grind on, O potent God, and do thy will!
LOVE'S HUMILITY
As some rapt gazer on the lowly earth,
Looks up to radiant planets, ranging far,
So I, whose soul doth know thy wondrous worth
Look longing up to thee as to a star.
PRECEDENT
The poor man went to the rich man's doors,
"I come as Lazarus came," he said.