Which most leave undone, or despise.

My Love. iv.

Not only around our infancy

Doth heaven with all its splendors lie;

Daily, with souls that cringe and plot,

We Sinais climb and know it not.

The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First.

'T is heaven alone that is given away;

'T is only God may be had for the asking.

The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First.