The Poems, English and Latin, of Edward Lord Herbert of CherburyClarendon Press, 1923 - 169 pages |
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Page xx - So when from hence we shall be gone, And be no more, nor you, nor I, As one another's mystery, Each shall be both, yet both but one. This said, in her up-lifted face, Her eyes, which did that beauty crown, Were like two Starrs, that having fain down, Look up again to find their place...
Page 161 - But they which love indeede looke otherwise, With pure regard and spotlesse true intent Drawing out of the object of their eyes A more refyned forme, which they present Unto their mind, voide of all blemishment; Which it reducing to her first perfection, Beholdeth free from fleshes frayle infection. And then conforming it unto the light, Which in it selfe it...
Page 156 - Men call you fayre, and you doe credit it, for that your selfe ye dayly such doe see: but the trew fayre, that is the gentle wit and vertuous mind, is much more praysd of me. For all the rest, how ever fayre it be, shall turne to nought and loose that glorious hew: but onely that is permanent and free from frayle corruption, that doth flesh ensew. That is true beautie: that doth argue you...
Page 62 - Long their fixt eyes to Heaven bent, Unchanged, they did never move, As if so great and pure a love No Glass but it could represent. When with a sweet, though troubled look, She first brake silence, saying, Dear friend, O that our love might take no end, Or never had beginning took...
Page xv - ... that there is a God, that he ought to be worshipped, that virtue and piety are essential...
Page 8 - Now that the April of your youth adorns The garden of your face, Now that for you each knowing lover mourns, And all seek to your grace — Do not repay affection with scorns.
Page 123 - Wounds, flames, and darts, Storms in your brow, nets in your hair,-* Suborning all your parts, Or to betray, or torture captive hearts.
Page 162 - I have a piece of Jason's fleece too, Which was no other than a book of alchemy, Writ in large sheepskin, a good fat ram-vellum. Such was Pythagoras...
Page 54 - The monument which thou beholdest here, Presents Edward, Lord Herbert, to thy sight; A man, who was so free from either hope or fear, To have or lose this ordinary light, That when to elements his body turned were, He knew that as those elements would fight, So his immortal soul should find above With his Creator, peace, joy, truth,
Page 63 - With so much faith on either part. Nay, I protest, though Death with his Worst Counsel should divide us here, His terrors could not make me fear, To come where your lov'd presence is. Only if loves fire with the breath Of life be kindled, I doubt With our last air 'twill be breath'd out, And quenched with the cold of death.