‘Upon A Wasp Chilled With Cold’ sees the narrator observing the natural world in the first half and the second half is almost in the form of a prayer as he hopes to be able to continue seeing God’s work around him and to feel God’s loving influence.
The bear that breathes the northern blast
Did numb, torpedo-like, a wasp
Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing
In Sol's warm breath and shine as saving,
Taylor’s ‘Huswifery’ employs the metaphor of weaving to express the poet’s desire for complete devotion and service to God.
Make me, O Lord, thy Spining Wheele compleate.
Thy Holy Worde my Distaff make for mee.
Make mine Affections thy Swift Flyers neate
And make my Soule thy holy Spoole to bee.