My faults confessed, Lord, say they are forgiven.
Thus sighed to Jesus the Bethanian fair,
His tear-wet feet still drying with her hair.
Note 1. From Flowers of Sion, 1623. Line 1, Brandons: torches. The folio and the collected edition of 1656 read tapers. [back]
Note 2. Lines 58, Prof. Schelling finds these lines permeated with subtle punning, interpreting them as follows: These locks, the gilt (i.e., the golden and gilty) attire of blushing deeds; waves (of hair and of the sea) curling to shadow deep (conceal in their depths) wrackful shelves (shipwrecking reefs); rings (ringlets of hair), which wed souls, etc., do now aspire to touch thy sacred feet. [back]