A Sonnet, To His Mother As A New Year’s Gift From Cambridge (George Herbert Poems)
My God, where is that ancient heat towards thee, Wherewith whole shoals of martyrs once did burn, Besides their ...
My God, where is that ancient heat towards thee, Wherewith whole shoals of martyrs once did burn, Besides their ...
Mamma gave us a single peach, She shared it among seven;Now you may think that unto each But a small ...
TO a woman's wistful heartIn a startled wave of feeling,Swift and sudden,Sweeps love's flood in,Joy with fear in rapture reeling;Scathe ...
HOW grand he would have stood, had he declinedThe needless coronet he donned, as thoughIts gilt could heighten his proud ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
My God, where is that ancient heat towards thee, Wherewith whole showls of Martyrs once did burn, Besides their other ...
Something we must do to heighten our sense of awe pausing each year to remember to celebrate God's love pouring ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
Awakening in the twenty four hour embrace of a few moments sleep, where half a lifetime eludes dreams; and feeling ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
THERE was three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, And they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
There were three kings into the east, Three kings both great and high, An' they hae sworn a solemn oath ...
The church pleading with God under sore persecutions. Will God for ever cast us off? His wrath for ever smoke ...
Will God for ever east us off? His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of' his love, His little ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
Courage my Soul, now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal Shield. Close on thy Head thy Helmet bright. ...
Courage my Soul, now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal Shield. Close on thy Head thy Helmet bright. ...
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