The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations/Love-joy
¶ Love-joy.
AS on a window late I cast mine eye,I saw a vine drop grapes with J and CAnneal’d on every bunch. One standing byAsk’d what it meant. I (who am never lothTo spend my judgement) said, It seem’d to meTo be the bodie and the letters bothOf Joy and Charitie. Sir, you have not miss’d,The man reply’d; It figures JESUS CHRIST.