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... keep the round . He that is drunken , may his Mother kill Big with his Sifter he hath loft the reins , Is outlaw'd by himself : all kind of ill Did with his liquor flide into his veins . The Drunkard forfeits Man , and doth devest All ...
... keep the round . He that is drunken , may his Mother kill Big with his Sifter he hath loft the reins , Is outlaw'd by himself : all kind of ill Did with his liquor flide into his veins . The Drunkard forfeits Man , and doth devest All ...
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... keep the round . He that is drunken , may his Mother kill : Big with his Sifter he hath loft the reins , Is outlaw'd by himself : all kind of ill Did with his liquor flide into his veins . The Drunkard forfeits Man , and doth deveft All ...
... keep the round . He that is drunken , may his Mother kill : Big with his Sifter he hath loft the reins , Is outlaw'd by himself : all kind of ill Did with his liquor flide into his veins . The Drunkard forfeits Man , and doth deveft All ...
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... keeps good company bing 23Who keeps no guard upon himself , is flack , And rots to nothing at the next great thaw Man is a fhop of rules , a well trufs'd pack , whofe every parcel under - writes a law . Lofe not thy felf , nor give thy ...
... keeps good company bing 23Who keeps no guard upon himself , is flack , And rots to nothing at the next great thaw Man is a fhop of rules , a well trufs'd pack , whofe every parcel under - writes a law . Lofe not thy felf , nor give thy ...
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... keep fuch company ; make them thy allay : Get a fharp Wife , a Servant that will lowre . A ftumbler ftumbles leaft in rugged way . Command thy felf in chief . He lifes war knowes , Whom all his paffions follow as he goes . Catch not at ...
... keep fuch company ; make them thy allay : Get a fharp Wife , a Servant that will lowre . A ftumbler ftumbles leaft in rugged way . Command thy felf in chief . He lifes war knowes , Whom all his paffions follow as he goes . Catch not at ...
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... Keep all thy natural good , and naturalize All forreign of that name , but fcorn their ill : Embrace their activeness , nor vanities . Towho follows all things , forfeiteth his will . If thou obferveft ftrangers in eagle fit , In time ...
... Keep all thy natural good , and naturalize All forreign of that name , but fcorn their ill : Embrace their activeness , nor vanities . Towho follows all things , forfeiteth his will . If thou obferveft ftrangers in eagle fit , In time ...
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The Temple, Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations. [with] the Synagogue George Herbert Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
The Temple, Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations. [With] the Synagogue George Herbert Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
The Temple, Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations. [With] the Synagogue George Herbert Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
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Página 59 - LIFE. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
Página 124 - COME, my way, my truth, my life ! Such a way as gives us breath ; Such a truth as ends all strife ; Such a life as killeth death. Come, my light, my feast, my strength ! Such a light as shows a feast ; Such a feast as mends in length ; Such a strength as makes his guest. Come, my joy, my love, my heart ! Such a joy as none can move ; Such a love as none can part ; Such a heart as joys in love.
Página 85 - But who hath praise enough \ nay, who hath any \ None can express thy works, but he that knows them ; And none can know thy works, which are so many, And so complete, but only he that owes them.
Página 40 - Christ hath took in this piece of ground, And made a garden there for those Who want herbs for their wound.
Página 71 - But groans are quick, and full of wings, And all their motions upward be ; And ever as they mount, like larks they sing : The note is sad, yet music for a King.
Página 153 - Gospel, ev'n as we. My God, Thou dost prepare for them a way, By carrying first their gold from them away : For gold and grace did never yet agree ; Religion always sides with poverty.
Página 23 - Prayer the Churches banquet, Angels age, Gods breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage, The Christian plummet sounding heav'n and earth; Engine against th...
Página 63 - Which shall befriend him at the house of death. When man grows staid and wise, Getting a house and home, where he may move Within the circle of his breath, Schooling his eyes, That dumb inclosure maketh love Unto the coffin that attends his death. When age grows low and weak, Marking his grave, and thawing ev'ry year, Till all do melt...
Página 45 - A better lodging, than a rack, or grave. THE shepherds sing ; and shall I silent be ? My God, no hymn for thee ? My soul's a shepherd too ; a flock it feeds Of thoughts, and words, and deeds. The pasture is thy word ; the streams, thy grace Enriching all the place. Shepherd and flock shall sing, and all my powers Out-sing the daylight hours.
Página 134 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?