In Him, or if they this deny,
For Him she’l teach them how to die.
So shall she leave amongst them sown,
The Lord’s blood, or, at least, her own.
Farewell then, all the world—adieu,
Teresa is no more for you:
Farewell all pleasures, sports and joys,
Never till now esteemed toys—
Farewell whatever dear’st may be,
Mother’s arms or father’s knee;