In pity my most tender God Now takes from me His rod; And the transporting Ease I feel, Enkindles in me ardent zeal, That love, joy, praise, may all combine, To sing infinity of love divine. My love, joy, praise, all powers within, Your heavenly task begin! My love shall ever keep on wing, Incessantly shall heaven-ward spring; Love, the beloved still keeps in mind, Loves all day long, and will not be confined. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MARMOZET by HILAIRE BELLOC SONG OF TWO CROWS by HAYDEN CARRUTH WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN SPOKEN AT A CASTLE GATE by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON AFTER VERLAINE by ANSELM HOLLO ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS |