XIII
This is enough to make a donkey laugh!
I talk like a Dutch uncle; and you listen
Like a man reading his own epitaph.
But, really! Truly! How our glad eyes glisten!
How our hearts romp! Whatever we may say,
Have never a doubt, Lord, that it's all thanksgiving!
If Thou dost thus for people every day,
How very easy Thou must make a living!
We would be like Thee! if we had the power
We would fill all folk with supernal blisses,
Breed life's sweet briar to the full June flower
And on their praises feed our proper kisses.
For as you said "However kind the gods are,
We could be kinder yet I think the odds are".
I talk like a Dutch uncle; and you listen
Like a man reading his own epitaph.
But, really! Truly! How our glad eyes glisten!
How our hearts romp! Whatever we may say,
Have never a doubt, Lord, that it's all thanksgiving!
If Thou dost thus for people every day,
How very easy Thou must make a living!
We would be like Thee! if we had the power
We would fill all folk with supernal blisses,
Breed life's sweet briar to the full June flower
And on their praises feed our proper kisses.
For as you said "However kind the gods are,
We could be kinder yet I think the odds are".
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