Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia,

The gods themselves throw incense.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Lear. Act v. Sc. 3.

To be resign'd when ills betide,

Patient when favours are deni'd,

And pleas'd with favours given,—

Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part;

This is that incense of the heart

Whose fragrance smells to heaven.

Nathaniel Cotton (1707-1788): The Fireside. Stanza 11.

From every place below the skies

The grateful song, the fervent prayer,—

The incense of the heart,—may rise

To heaven, and find acceptance there.

John Pierpont (1785-1866): Every Place a Temple.

The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.

Thomas Gray (1716-1771): Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 5.