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... Soul in every page ; and that the whole book was fuch a harmony of holy paffions , as would enrich the world with pleasure and piety . And it appears to have done fo , for there have been ten thousand of them fold fince the first ...
... Soul in every page ; and that the whole book was fuch a harmony of holy paffions , as would enrich the world with pleasure and piety . And it appears to have done fo , for there have been ten thousand of them fold fince the first ...
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... Mr. George Herbert , Efq . Parfon of Fugglefton and Bemerton , was buried 3 day of March , 1632. " What province hath produced a greater soul , Between the. A MEMORIAL TO THE HONOURABLE I. THE CHURCH - PORCH . COMMENDATORY VERSES.
... Mr. George Herbert , Efq . Parfon of Fugglefton and Bemerton , was buried 3 day of March , 1632. " What province hath produced a greater soul , Between the. A MEMORIAL TO THE HONOURABLE I. THE CHURCH - PORCH . COMMENDATORY VERSES.
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Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations George Herbert. What province hath produced a greater soul , Between the arctic and antarctic pole , Than Wales hath done ? where Herbert's church fhall be A lafting pyramid for him and thee . What ...
Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations George Herbert. What province hath produced a greater soul , Between the arctic and antarctic pole , Than Wales hath done ? where Herbert's church fhall be A lafting pyramid for him and thee . What ...
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... my heart With fcatter'd fmart ; As watering - pots give flowers their lives . Nothing their fury can control , While they do wound and prick my soul . All my attendants are at ftrife , Quitting their place THE CHURCH . 87.
... my heart With fcatter'd fmart ; As watering - pots give flowers their lives . Nothing their fury can control , While they do wound and prick my soul . All my attendants are at ftrife , Quitting their place THE CHURCH . 87.
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... soul , and strength , and time , If the words only rhyme , Juftly complains , that fomewhat is behind To make his verse , or write a hymn in kind . Whereas if the heart be moved , Although the verse be somewhat fcant , God doth fupply ...
... soul , and strength , and time , If the words only rhyme , Juftly complains , that fomewhat is behind To make his verse , or write a hymn in kind . Whereas if the heart be moved , Although the verse be somewhat fcant , God doth fupply ...
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Page 163 - 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...
Page 50 - WHO says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse ? Is there in truth no beauty ? Is all good structure in a winding stair? . May no lines pass, except they do their duty Not to a true, but painted chair...
Page 160 - Which petty thoughts have made, and made to thee Good cable, to enforce and draw And be thy law, While thou didst wink and wouldst not see. Away; take heed: I will abroad. Call in thy death's head there: tie up thy fears. He that forbears To suit and serve his need, Deserves his load.
Page 85 - ... 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 seasoned timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
Page 92 - LIFE. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
Page 75 - HE that is weary, let him sit. My soul would stir And trade in courtesies and wit, Quitting the fur, To cold complexions needing it. Man is no star, but a quick coal Of mortal fire : Who blows it not, nor doth control A faint desire, Lets his own ashes choke his soul.
Page 110 - Sir, said she, Tell me, I pray, whose hands are those ? But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then Money came, and chinking still, What tune is this, poor man ? said he : I heard in Music you had skill...