Robert Herrick - THE OLD WIVES' PRAYER

Holy-Rood, come forth and shield <br />Us i' th' city and the field; <br />Safely guard us, now and aye, <br />From the blast that burns by day; <br />And those sounds that us affright <br />In the dead of dampish night; <br />Drive all hurtful fiends us fro, <br />By the time the cocks first crow.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-wives-prayer/