What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
appear bear better blessed blood body bring Christ Church Country dear death delight desire didst divine door doth dust earth excellent eyes face fall fear flesh flowers gave George Herbert give glory grace grief grow hand happy hath head heart Heaven Herbert holy hope keep King learning leave less light lines live look Lord lost Master means meet mind mother never night once Parson pass pleasure poem poor praise pray prayers present rest rules serve sickness sing sins soul stand stars sure sweet tears tell Thee Thine things Thou art Thou dost Thou hast thought took true truth turn unto verse virtue whole wind
Page x - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 72 - But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand.
Page xxvii - Defects and darkness in my breast, A noise of passions ringing me for dead Unto a place where is no rest: Poor priest thus am I drest. Only another head I have, another heart and breast, Another music, making live not dead, Without whom I could have no rest: In him I am well drest.
Page 138 - ... all blasted? All wasted? Not so, my heart: but there is fruit, And thou hast hands. Recover all thy sigh-blown age On double pleasures: leave thy cold dispute Of what is fit, and not; forsake thy cage, Thy rope of sands, Which...
Page 34 - I GOT me flowers to straw Thy way; I got me boughs off many a tree: But Thou wast up by break of day, And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee. The sun arising in the east, Though he give light, and th' east perfume; If they should offer to contest With Thy arising, they presume.
Page 279 - I have now found perfect freedom : desire him to read it, and then, if he can think it may turn to the advantage of any dejected poor soul, let it be made public ; if not, let him burn it; for I and it are less than the least of God's mercies.
Page 143 - THE PULLEY. WHEN God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by ; Let us (said he) pour on him all we can : Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way ; Then beauty flow'd, then wisdom, honour, pleasure : When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone, of all his treasure, Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Page 18 - THE ALTAR. A BROKEN altar, Lord, Thy servant rears, Made of a heart, and cemented with tears : Whose parts are as Thy hand did frame ; No workman's tool hath touch'd the same. A Heart alone Is such a stone, As nothing but Thy power doth cut. Wherefore each part Of my hard heart Meets in this frame, To praise Thy name : That, if I chance to hold my peace, These stones to praise Thee may not cease.