When wrought of joy and innocence, 'Tis unto God it goes, A fragrance of the olive whence His "oil of gladness" flows. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON AN UNFINISHED STATUE BY MICHAEL ANGELO by GEORGE SANTAYANA OUT OF THE OLD HOUSE, NANCY by WILLIAM MCKENDREE CARLETON PLUTARCH by AGATHIAS SCHOLASTICUS TO A HUMMING BIRD by GLADYS ARNE THE DIVISION OF POLAND by EDWIN ARNOLD |