His mother’s arms his chief enjoyment,
To lie there is his lov’d employment;
Early and late to see her face,
And tenderly her neck embrace.
O Innocence! sweet child’s existence!
This have I learnt through God’s assistance—
He who possesses thee is wise,
And valued in th’ Almighty’s eyes.
O childhood! well-belov’d of Heaven!
Whose mind by Christ alone is given,