With thee conversing I forget all time
All seasons and their change,
Wesley echoes this couplet, hymn 214, in addressing Christ:
With thee conversing we forget
All time, all toil, all care.
Cowley, in a paraphrase of one of Horace’s Epodes, says:
Nor does the roughest season of the sky
Or sullen Jove all sports to him deny.
He runs the mazes of the nimble hare;
His well-mouthed dogs’ glad concert rends the air.