Prayer (II) (George Herbert Poems)
Of what an easie quick accesse,My blessed Lord, art thou! how suddenly May our requests thine eare ...
Of what an easie quick accesse,My blessed Lord, art thou! how suddenly May our requests thine eare ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night,For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white,And yonder sings ...
Who sekes to tame the blustering winde,Or causse the floods bend to his wyll,Or els against dame nature's kindeTo 'change' ...
Loe I am sent, but vnto whome God knowes:Mine aucthor ment, this message to inclose.Within his chest, as he doth ...
Good Reader yeld thy listing earelet hart and minde be prest,For thinges right wondrous thou shalt heareand learne to choose ...
Oft haue I heard hony-tong'd Ladies speake, Striuing their amorous courtiers to inchant,And from their nectar lips such sweet words ...
DIvine Thalia strike th'Harmonious Lute, But with a Stroke so Gentle as may sute The silent gliding of the Howers, ...
Melibæus. WElcome fair Nymphs, most welcome to this shade, Distemp'ring Heats do now the Plains invade: But you may sit, ...
Lord, how can man preach thy eternall word? He is a brittle crazie glasse: Yet in thy temple thou dost ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night, For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white, And ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
'Tis vayne to add a ring or gemme, Your eare itselfe outpasseth them. When idle words are passing here, I ...
What are thy gaines, O death, if one man ly Stretch'd in a bed of clay, whose charity Doth hereby ...
Farewell Example, Living Rule farewell; Whose practise shew'd goodness was possible, Who reach'd the full outstretch'd perfection Of Man, of ...
When whispering straynes doe softly steale With creeping passion through the hart, And when at every touch wee feele Our ...
A Vulcan and a Venus seldom part. A blacksmith never us'd to filinge art Beyond a lock and key, for ...
I know no paynt of poetry Can mend such colourd Imag'ry In sullen inke: yet Fayrford, I May relish thy ...
Behold this little volume here inrolde: 'Tis the Almighty's present to the world: Hearken earth's earth; each sencelesse thing can ...
When Orpheus sweetly did complayne Upon his lute with heavy strayne How his Euridice was slayne, The trees to heare ...
OCTOBER: Ægloga DecimaPIERCE & CUDDIE Cuddie, for shame hold up thy heavye head, And let us cast with what delight ...
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