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.