Praise (III) (George Herbert Poems)
Lord, I will mean and speak thy praise, Thy praise alone.My busie heart shall spin ...
Lord, I will mean and speak thy praise, Thy praise alone.My busie heart shall spin ...
O Spitefull bitter thought!Bitterly spitefull thought! Couldst thou inventSo high a torture? Is ...
Not in rich furniture, or fine array, Nor in a wedge of gold, ...
And art thou grieved, sweet and sacred Dove, When I am ...
Thou that hast giv'n so much to me,Give one thing more, a grateful heart.See how thy beggar works on thee ...
I kening through Astronomy Divine The Worlds bright Battlement, wherein I spyA Golden Path my Pensill cannot line, ...
Away despair; my gracious Lord doth heare, Though windes and waves assault my keel, He doth preserve it: ...
Philippians II: 9: Wherefore God also hath highly exalted him.View, all ye eyes above, this sight which flingsSeraphick Phancies in ...
Lord, make me coy and tender to offend:In friendship, first I think, if that agree, ...
What doth this noise of thoughts within my heart, As if ...
The fleet Astronomer can bore And thread the spheres with his quick-piercing minde He views theirs stations, walks ...
Mark you the floore? that square and speckled stone, Which looks so firm and strong, ...
Meeting with Time, slack thing, said I, Thy sithe is dull; whet it for shame.No marvell Sir, he did replie,If ...
To write a verse or two is all the praise That I can raise; ...
Cho. Let all the world in ev'ry corner sing, ...
Sweetest of sweets, I thank you: when displeasure Did through my bodie wound my minde,You took ...
If I were great, rich, prosperous, secure,Successefull in the world, I should be sureThat more time-servers would my friendship woo,Then ...
O for a Booke and a shadie nook.Eyther in-a doore or out;With the grene leaves whispering overhede,Or the Streets crys ...
The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head. But must they have ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
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