The Discharge (George Herbert Poems)
Busie enquiring heart, what wouldst thou know? Why dost thou prie,And turn, and leer, ...
Busie enquiring heart, what wouldst thou know? Why dost thou prie,And turn, and leer, ...
Faustus, if thou wilt reade from me These fewe and simple lines,By them most clearely thou shalt see,How ...
I travell'd on, seeing the hill, where lay My expectation. ...
A Curious Knot God made in Paradise, And drew it out inamled neatly Fresh.It was the True-Love Knot, more ...
Oh glorious spirits, who after all your bandsSee the smooth face of God, without a frown ...
Oh, what a thing is man! how farre from power, From setled peace ...
Do not beguile my heart, Because thou artMy ...
Of what an easie quick accesse,My blessed Lord, art thou! how suddenly May our requests thine eare ...
LIKE to the damaske rose you see, Or like the blossome on the tree, Or like the daintie flower of ...
Prayer the Churches banquet, Angels age, Gods breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
Goe and count her better houres; They more happie are than ours. The day that gives her any blisse Make ...
Farewell Example, Living Rule farewell; Whose practise shew'd goodness was possible, Who reach'd the full outstretch'd perfection Of Man, of ...
Come, come, I faint: thy heavy stay Doubles each houre of the day: The winged hast of nimble love Makes ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
Penelope for her Vlisses sake, Deuiz'd a Web her wooers to deceaue: in which the worke that she all day ...
Come, my Ardelia, to this bowre, Where kindly mingling Souls a while, Let's innocently spend an houre, And at all ...
Wee falsely think it due unto our friends, That we should grieve for their too early ends: He that surveys ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
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