With his gift so bright and fair,
He sees the fairest goddess pine,
Fly their nests so warm and chaste,And, inflamed with sensual love,
And to a perfecter end, guideth with softness its growth,Less abundantly yielding the sap, contracting the vessels,
Sail safely to the last!"
While his arms his love embrace.In the sinner repentant the Godhead feels joy;Immortals delight thus their might to employ.Lost children to raise to a heavenly place.
Whenever he will.