A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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My life and dearest hours, nor gathered thence

Profit or fruit, I crowd my sail to thee.

Lord, I am turned! now let thy gracious arm

Sustain me: and my future service be

With zeal proportioned to my past offence.

From the Italian of Gabriel Fiamma.

Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame

The fire of love supplies;

While that which often bears the name,

Is self in a disguise.