Poem by George Herbert

Hope

I gave to Hope a watch of mine: but he
                      An anchor gave to me.
Then an old prayer-book I did present :
                      And he an optic sent.
With that I gave a vial full of tears :
                      But he a few green ears.
Ah, Loiterer! l'll no more, no more l'll bring:
                      I did expect a ring.

1. Love (Immortal Love, authour of this great frame)
2. The Thanksgiving
3. Joseph's Coat
4. The Temper
5. Sighs and Groans

Mathilde Blind Hope ("All treasures of the earth and opulent seas")

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