Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being.
The spirit of man, which God inspired, cannot together perish with this corporeal clod.
The rising world of waters dark and deep.
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born child, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies.
With thee conversing I forget all time.