English poem
BALLAD. (Such love as holy hermits bear)
by Anonymous
Such love as holy hermits bear The shrine where they put up their prayer, As love the feather'd race the air, Or sportive fish the sea:
Such as in breasts of Seraphs spring, When on the expanse of heaven they wing, To greet that power by whom they sing, Such love I bear to thee.
Such thankful love as warm must glow In those who sunk in night and snow, When welcome beams first faintly shew The long-lost sun they see:
As pleasure youth, comfort the old, Virtue the good, or fame the bold, As health the sick, or misers gold, Such love I bear to thee.
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