Skip to content

Log Out



Lord Mouth dear     Tongue dear Only-Pierceable-

Parts to what now shall I compare Thee Lord

I am a lonely man     I do not see

My children often     to a summer’s day

To autumn     Lord     Thou art more peaceable

Less difficult to leave to     die in more

Relenting though the sun does set     in the sea

Shall I compare these things     to Thee Lord my

Daughter when she was thirteen months old walked

My son when he was fifteen months old walked

I did not see     my son and daughter walk

Although the sun does set     in the sea Lord dear

Heart to what now     shall I compare Thee dear

Father who art     more lovely and less dear

Image depends on its subscribers and supporters. Join the conversation and make a contribution today.

+ Click here to make a donation.

+ Click here to subscribe to Image.

The Image archive is supported in part by an award from the National Endowment for the Arts.

Receive ImageUpdate, our free weekly newsletter featuring the best from Image and the world of arts & faith

* indicates required