February 21

'Tis—shall thy will be done for me?—or mine,

And I be made a thing not after thine—

My own, and dear in paltriest details?

Shall I be born of God, or of mere man?

Be made like Christ, or on some other plan?—

I let all run:—set thou and trim my sails;

Home then my course, let blow whatever gales.