Which spring from earth’s too brittle toys!
Come hither, tears! for I would show
That penitence by which ye flow.
I would not be in evil glad,
Lest he, my angel, should be sad;
Rise then, my true, repentant voice,
That angels even may rejoice.
Another on the Eucharist Mr. Duffield alone has translated:
SIT IGNIS ATQUE LUX MIHI.
When I behold thy sacred blood,