With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with shining,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
THE FRIAR OF GENOA
By Scharmel Iris
In Genoa a friar walked;