The Church-Porch. Perirrhanterium (George Herbert Poems)
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
Thou, whose sweet youth and early hopes inhanceThy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure,Hearken unto a Vesper, ...
Lord, let the Angels praise thy name.Man is a foolish thing, a foolish thing, Folly and Sinne ...
Deare friend, sit down, the tale is long and sad:And in my faintings I presume your loveWill more complie, then ...
When first thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave;So many joyes I ...
Come, bring thy gift. If blessings were as slowAs men's returns, what would become of fools?What hast thou there? a ...
I travell'd on, seeing the hill, where lay My expectation. ...
Away despair; my gracious Lord doth heare, Though windes and waves assault my keel, He doth preserve it: ...
When my devotions could not pierce Thy silent ...
O Dreadfull Justice, what a fright and terrour ...
Canst be idle? canst thou play, Foolish soul who sinn'd to-day?Rivers ...
What doth this noise of thoughts within my heart, As if ...
I BLESSE thee, Lord, because I G R O WAmong thy trees, which in a R O WTo thee both ...
The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed:While he is mine, and I am ...
Lord, with what care hast thou begirt us round! Parents first season us: then schoolmasters Deliver us to ...
O Sacred Providence, who from end to end Strongly and sweetly movest! shall I write, And not of thee, through ...
When thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave: So many joys I writ down for ...
How should I praise thee, Lord! how should my rhymes Gladly engrave thy love in steel, If what my soul ...
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
Lord, with what care hast Thou begirt us round! Parents first season us; then schoolmasters Deliver us to laws;-they send ...
When my devotions could not pierce Thy silent ears; Then was my heart broken, as was my verse: My breast ...
Prayer the Churches banquet, Angels age, Gods breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in ...
Full of rebellion, I would die, Or fight, or travel, or deny That thou has aught to do with me. ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head. But must they have ...
I struck the board, and cried "No more! I will abroad. What, shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines ...
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