The poetical works of George Herbert [and The synagogue, by C. Harvey.]. With life, critical diss., and notes, by G. Gilfillan, Página 1061853 |
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... honour of having projected , and so far issued for popular use , a truly valuable , correct , and cheap edition of the works of the British Poets , may be fairly divided between the reverend editor and the enterprising publisher ...
... honour of having projected , and so far issued for popular use , a truly valuable , correct , and cheap edition of the works of the British Poets , may be fairly divided between the reverend editor and the enterprising publisher ...
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... honour , and thy friend his due . Never was scraper brave man . Get to live ; Then live , and use it : else , it is not true That thou hast gotten . Surely use alone Makes money not a contemptible stone . Never exceed thy income . Youth ...
... honour , and thy friend his due . Never was scraper brave man . Get to live ; Then live , and use it : else , it is not true That thou hast gotten . Surely use alone Makes money not a contemptible stone . Never exceed thy income . Youth ...
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... honour was composed Of thicker stuff , which would endure a shake . Wisdom picks friends ; civility plays the rest . A toy shunn'd cleanly passeth with the best . Laugh not too much the witty man laughs least : For wit is news only to ...
... honour was composed Of thicker stuff , which would endure a shake . Wisdom picks friends ; civility plays the rest . A toy shunn'd cleanly passeth with the best . Laugh not too much the witty man laughs least : For wit is news only to ...
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... honour for the person's sake . The shrine is that which thou dost venerate ; And not the beast , that bears it on his back . I care not though the cloth of State should be Not of rich arras , but mean tapestry . Thy friend put in thy ...
... honour for the person's sake . The shrine is that which thou dost venerate ; And not the beast , that bears it on his back . I care not though the cloth of State should be Not of rich arras , but mean tapestry . Thy friend put in thy ...
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... honour ; take account of all : Shine like the sun in every corner : see Whether thy stock of credit swell , or fall . Who say , I care not , those I give for lost ; And to instruct them , ' twill not quit the cost . Scorn no man's love ...
... honour ; take account of all : Shine like the sun in every corner : see Whether thy stock of credit swell , or fall . Who say , I care not , those I give for lost ; And to instruct them , ' twill not quit the cost . Scorn no man's love ...
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appear bear beauty better blessed blood breast bring canst Church clothes comes dead dear death delight didst door doth dust earth eyes face fair Faith fall fear fire flesh fool gain give glory gold grace grief grow hand hath head hear heart heaven Herbert hold holy honour hope keep King leave less light live look Lord lost mean measure mind never night once pass peace pleasure poor praise prayers present rest rich rise seek serve sing sins sometimes sorrow soul speak spirit stand stars stay stone sure sweet tears tell Temple thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thoughts thyself true turn unto wilt wind
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Página xiii - 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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd...
Página 198 - I the unkind, ungrateful ? Ah, my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I ? Truth, Lord ; but I have marr'd them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve. And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame ? My dear, then I will serve. You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat : So I did sit and eat.
Página xxxi - THOU, whose sweet youth and early hopes enhance Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, Hearken unto a Verser, who may chance Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : A verse may find him, who a Sermon flies, And turn delight into a Sacrifice.
Página xxiv - More servants wait on man Than he'll take notice of : in every path He treads down that which doth befriend him When sickness makes him pale and wan. O mighty love ! Man is one world, and hath Another to attend him.
Página 165 - 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 flowed, 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...
Página 114 - That is all, if that I could Get without repining, And my clay, my creature, would Follow my resigning ; That as I did freely part With my glory and desert, Left all joys to feel all smart " — Ah ! no more : thou break'st my heart. DULNESS. WHY do I languish thus, drooping and dull, As if I were all earth ? O give me quickness, that I may with mirth Praise thee brimful.
Página 18 - Sum up at night what thou hast done by day ; And in the morning, what thou hast to do. Dress and undress thy soul ; mark the decay And growth of it. If, with thy watch, that too Be down, then wind up both. Since we shall be Most surely judged, make thy accounts agree.
Página 212 - If thou chance for to find " A new house to thy mind, " And built without thy cost : " Be good to the poor, " As God gives thee store, " And then my labour's not lost...
Página xvi - Sir, I pray deliver this little book to my dear brother Ferrar, and tell him he shall find in it a picture of the many spiritual conflicts that have passed betwixt God and my soul, before I could subject mine to the will of Jesus my Master ; in whose service 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.
Página 150 - Wherefore with my utmost art I will sing Thee, And the cream of all my heart I will bring Thee. Though my sins against me cried, Thou didst clear me ; And alone, when they replied, Thou didst hear me. Seven whole days, not one in seven, I will praise Thee. In my heart, though not in heaven, I can raise Thee.