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... grow To fruit or shade ; at least some bird would trust Her household with me , and I would be just . Yet though thou troublest me , I must be meek , In weakness must be stout . Well , I will change my service , and go seek Some other ...
... grow To fruit or shade ; at least some bird would trust Her household with me , and I would be just . Yet though thou troublest me , I must be meek , In weakness must be stout . Well , I will change my service , and go seek Some other ...
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... grown estates do often require more care and watch- fulness to preserve than get them , and considered that there be many discontents , that riches cure not ; and did therefore set limits to himself , as to his desire of wealth . And ...
... grown estates do often require more care and watch- fulness to preserve than get them , and considered that there be many discontents , that riches cure not ; and did therefore set limits to himself , as to his desire of wealth . And ...
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... growing athe- ism of our age . And , my dear brother , till this be done by us , and done in earnest , let no man expect a reforma- tion of the manners of the laity ; for it is not learning , but this , this only , that must do it ; and ...
... growing athe- ism of our age . And , my dear brother , till this be done by us , and done in earnest , let no man expect a reforma- tion of the manners of the laity ; for it is not learning , but this , this only , that must do it ; and ...
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... grow bigger ? Noble sir , pardon my boldness , and consider but these three things : -First , the bulk of divinity ; secondly , the time when I desire this , which is now , when I must lay the foundation of my whole life ; thirdly ...
... grow bigger ? Noble sir , pardon my boldness , and consider but these three things : -First , the bulk of divinity ; secondly , the time when I desire this , which is now , when I must lay the foundation of my whole life ; thirdly ...
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... grow upon Your humblest servant , GEORGE HERBERT . I remember my most humble duty to my mother . I have wrote to my dear sick sister this week already , and therefore now I hope to be excused . I pray , sir , pardon my boldness of ...
... grow upon Your humblest servant , GEORGE HERBERT . I remember my most humble duty to my mother . I have wrote to my dear sick sister this week already , and therefore now I hope to be excused . I pray , sir , pardon my boldness of ...
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Page 160 - 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 240 - 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...
Page 114 - LORD, with what care hast thou begirt us round ! Parents first season us ; then schoolmasters Deliver us to laws ; they send us bound To rules of reason, holy messengers — Pulpits and Sundays ; sorrow dogging sin ; Afflictions sorted ; anguish of all sizes...
Page 73 - 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.
Page 185 - 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: But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me.
Page 167 - MADE a posie, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band. But time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Page 88 - 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.
Page 125 - 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...
Page 233 - I no bays to crown it? No flowers, no garlands gay? 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 156 - THE WORLD. L-,OVE built a stately house, where Fortune came, And spinning fancies, she was heard to say That her fine cobwebs did support the frame, Whereas they were supported by the same ; But Wisdom quickly swept them all away. Then Pleasure came, who, liking not the fashion, Began to make balconies, terraces...