My rose, Gravina, blooms anew; And steeped not now in rain, But in Castalian streams by you, Will never fade again.

To watch the storms, and hear the… Give all our almanacks the lie; To shake with cold, and see the pl… In autumn drown’d with wintry rain… ’Tis thus I spend my moments here…

To Jesus, the crown of my hope, My soul is in haste to be gone; O bear me, ye cherubim, up, And waft me away to His throne! My Saviour, whom absent I love,

Winter has a joy for me, While the Saviour’s charms I read… Lowly, meek, from blemish free, In the snowdrop’s pensive head. Spring returns, and brings along

Kinsman beloved, and as a son by m… When I behold this fruit of thy r… The sculptured form of my old favo… I reverence feel for him, and love… Joy too and grief. Much joy that…

Source of love, my brighter sun, Thou alone my comfort art; See, my race is almost run; Hast thou left this trembling hear… In my youth thy charming eyes

‘Oh most delightful hour by man Experienced here below, The hour that terminates his span, His folly and his woe! ’Worlds should not bribe me back t…

‘I love the Lord,’ is still the s… This heart delights to sing: But I reply—your thoughts are vai… Perhaps ’tis no such thing. Before the power of love divine

Strophe I My two-fold Book! single in show But double in Contents, Neat, but not curiously adorn’d Which in his early youth,

Almighty King! whose wondrous han… Supports the weight of sea and lan… Whose grace is such a boundless st… No heart shall break that sighs fo… Thy providence supplies my food,

My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. When I would speak what Thou hast…

Still, still, without ceasing, I feel it increasing, This fervour of holy desire; And often exclaim, Let me die in the flame

Seest thou yon mountain laden with… The groves beneath their fleecy bu… The streams congeal’d, forget to f… Come, thaw the cold, and lay a che… Of fuel on the hearth;

The rose had been washed, just was… Which Mary to Anna conveyed; The plentiful moisture encumbered… And weighed down its beautiful hea… The cup was all filled, and the le…

The sparkling eye, the mantling ch… The polished front, the snowy neck… How seldom we behold in one! Glossy locks, and brow serene, Venus’ smiles, Diana’s mien,