His Litany, To The Holy Spirit (Robert Herrick Poems)
In the hour of my distress,When temptations me oppress,And when I my sins confess,Sweet Spirit, comfort me!When I lie within ...
In the hour of my distress,When temptations me oppress,And when I my sins confess,Sweet Spirit, comfort me!When I lie within ...
My faithful friend, if you can seeThe fruit to grow up, or the tree;If you can see the colour comeInto ...
In the hours of my distress,When temptations me oppress,And when I my sins confessSweet Spirit, comfort me!When I lie within ...
Give way, give way, ye gates, and win An easy blessing to your bin And basket, by our entering in. ...
Sweet Amarillis, by a spring's Soft and soul-melting murmurings, Slept; and thus sleeping, thither flew A Robin-red-breast; who at view, ...
MONTANO, SILVIO, AND MIRTILLO, SHEPHERDS MON. Bad are the times. SIL. And worse than they are we. MON. Troth, bad ...
Night hath no wings to him that cannot sleep; And Time seems then not for to fly, but creep; Slowly ...
Is this a life, to break thy sleep, To rise as soon as day doth peep? To tire thy patient ...
O thou, the wonder of all days! O paragon, and pearl of praise! O Virgin-martyr, ever blest Above the rest ...
Thrice, and above, blest, my soul's half, art thou, In thy both last and better vow; Could'st leave the city, ...
From noise of scare-fires rest ye free, From murders Benedicite. From all mischances that may fright Your pleasing slumbers in ...
Charms, that call down the moon from out her sphere, On this sick youth work your enchantments here! Bind up ...
BE those few hours, which I have yet to spend, Blest with the meditation of my end; Though they be ...
Why do ye weep, sweet babes? can tears Speak grief in you, Who were but born just as the modest ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
In the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit comfort me! ...
IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me! ...
In this world, the Isle of Dreams, While we sit by sorrow's streams, Tears and terrors are our themes, Reciting: ...
TO THE HONOURED MR ENDYMION PORTER, GROOM OF THE BED-CHAMBER TO HIS MAJESTY Sweet country life, to such unknown, Whose ...
Lord, Thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell; An little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof; Under the ...
My faithful friend, if you can see The fruit to grow up, or the tree; If you can see the ...
Ah, my Perilla, dost thou grieve to see Me day by day to steal away from thee? Age calls me ...
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