A Daily Offering

The dappled dieaway cheek and the wimpled lip,

The goldwisp, the airy grey eye, all in fellowship

This, all this beauty blooming,

This, all this freshness fuming,

Give God while worth consuming.

Both thought and thew now bolder

And told by Nature: Tower;

Head, heart, hand, heel, and shoulder

That beat and breathe in power

This pride of prime's enjoyment

Take as for tool, not toy meant

And hold at Christ's employment.

The vault and scope and schooling

And mastery in the mind,

In silk-ash kept from cooling

And ripest under rind

What life half lifts the latch of

What hell stalks toward the snatch of

Your offering, with dispatch of.