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Page xl - Moses thou (though spells and charms withstand) Hast brought them nobly home back to their Holy Land. Ah wretched we, poets of earth ! but thou Wert living the same poet which thou'rt now.
Page 195 - And teach her fair steps to our earth: Till that divine Idea take a shrine Of crystal flesh, through which to shine: Meet you her, my wishes, Bespeak her to my blisses, And be ye called my absent kisses.
Page 153 - In th' empyreum of pure harmony. At length (after so long, so loud a strife Of all the strings, still breathing the best life Of blest variety, attending on...
Page 320 - Shall all at last die into one, And melt thy soul's sweet mansion ; Like a soft lump of incense, hasted By too...
Page 135 - Shall own thee there, and all in one Weave a constellation Of crowns, with which the King, thy spouse, Shall build up thy triumphant brows.
Page 129 - To ask the windows leave to pass that way ; Delicious deaths, soft exhalations Of soul ; dear and divine annihilations ; A thousand unknown rites Of joys, and rarified delights ; A hundred thousand goods, glories, and graces, And many a mystic thing, Which the divine embraces Of the dear Spouse of Spirits with them will bring, For which it is no shame That dull mortality must not know a name...
Page 344 - Vain shadow, which dost vanish quite, Both at full noon and perfect night! The stars have not a possibility Of blessing thee; If things then from their end we happy call, 'Tis Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
Page 339 - Cause they both lived but one life. Peace, good Reader, do not weep. Peace, the lovers are asleep. They, sweet turtles, folded lie In the last knot Love could tie.