 | George Herbert - 1856 - 276 pages
...too happie be In my unhappinesse, Turning my purge to food, thou throwest me Into more sicknesses. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show I reade, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit or shade : at... | |
 | Magdalen Stafford (fict.name.) - English fiction - 1857 - 306 pages
...the works of George Herbert; and a pencil lay in the open that had been underlined at this stanza : " Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show : I read and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit and shade : at... | |
 | Izaak Walton - 1857 - 542 pages
...sicknesses. Thus doth thy power cross-bias me, not making Thine own gifts good, yet me from my ways taking. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show. I read, and sigh, and I wish I were a tree, For then sure I should grow To fruit or shade, at... | |
 | Samuel Brown - Atomic theory - 1858 - 402 pages
...made alive again with Christianity by the rural scholar of Bemerton in this exquisite stanza : — ' Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show : I read, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit or shade : at... | |
 | Samuel Brown - Atomic theory - 1858 - 396 pages
...made alive again with Christianity by the rural scholar of Bemerton in this exquisite stanza:— ' Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show : I read, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit or shade: at... | |
 | George Herbert - English literature - 1859 - 432 pages
...ficknefles. Thus doth thy power crofs-bias me, not making Thine own gift good, yet me from my ways taking. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my...were a tree ; For fure then I fhould grow To fruit or made : at leaft fome bird would truft Her houfehold to me, and I mould be juft. Yet, though thou troubleft... | |
 | Anna Bartlett Warner - Hymns, English - 1859 - 658 pages
...wrap me in a gown. I was entangled in a world of strife, .Before I had the power to change my life. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will shew. I read, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit, or shade ; at... | |
 | George Herbert - English literature - 1859 - 464 pages
...morefickneff'es. Thus doth thy power Crofs-bias me, not making Thine own gift good, yet me from my ways taking. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my Books willjhow: I read, andjigh, and wiJJi I were a Tree ; For then fur e I Jhould grow To fruit or Jhade... | |
 | George Herbert - 1863 - 372 pages
...sicknesses. Thus doth thy power cross-bias* me, not making Thine own gift good, yet me from my ways taking. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will show: I reade, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit or shade : at... | |
 | George Herbert - Literature - 1865 - 532 pages
...ficknefles. Thus doth thy power crofs-bias* me, not making Thine own gift good, yet me from my ways taking. Now I am here, what thou wilt do with me None of my books will fhow : I reade, and figh, and wifli I were a tree ; For fure then I fliould grow To fruit or (hade : at leaft... | |
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Now I am here ; what thou wilt do with me, None of my books will show. I read, and sigh, and wish I were a tree ; For sure then I should grow To fruit, or shade ; at least some bird would trust Her household to me, and I should be just. 
