O, how I smile when I of thee do think,
Beaming through rays of fond grace with delight
And in thy praise do see thee in the pink,
Your thun’drous merriment gay, oh, pleased sight.
Discourse of thine own renown seize the ear;
Let oceans freedom flow upon the shore
As thine joy crashes upon mine soul dear,
Bringing contentedness with much in store.
Your thoughtful care doth embrace me truly;
So the world turns upon thy beauty soft,
Making truth such a lovely place, duly,
Then thrives a universe in love aloft.
To make me built anew tis thine estate;
That indulgence in thee, be my blessed fate.