the poetical works of george gilbert1876 |
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Andrew Melville Antiphon Bemerton Ben Jonson Bishop bloud breast canst Chor Christ Christian Church Militant Church Porch Danvers deare death delight divine doth dust earth edition ev'n ev'ry eyes fear Ferrar flesh flowers folio Fulston George Herbert Giles Fletcher give glorie God's grace grief grone hand hath head heart heav'n Henry Vaughan holy honour Ibid John Danvers King Leighton Bromswold live longer Notes look Lord meaning Memoir misprinted musick Nicholas Ferrar Notes and Illustrations Parentalia pleasure poem poet poore prayer Psalm runne sense show Thyself sing sinne Sir Philip Sidney skie soul spirit stanza starres sunne sweet tears Temple Thine things Thou art Thou didst Thou dost Thou hast thought Thy love Thy praise tibi tion unto Various Readings verse verso vertue Walton wayes Williams winde word write ΙΟ
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Page 95 - Th' indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light : Thy Torch doth show the way.
Page 106 - 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 201 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things thee to see, And what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee...
Page cxxvi - And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night.
Page cxxix - Chase brave employments with a naked sword Throughout the world. Fool not ; for all may have, If they dare try, a glorious life, or grave.
Page 168 - No more; I will abroad! What! shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines and life are free; free as the road, Loose as the wind, as large as store.
Page 351 - Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god : '' for it is most true, that a natural and secret hatred and aversion towards society in any man hath somewhat of the savage beast ; but it is most untrue that it should have any character at all of the divine nature, except it proceed, not out of a pleasure in solitude, but out of a love and desire...
Page 190 - HOLINESS on the head, Light and perfections on the breast, Harmonious bells below, raising the dead To lead them unto life and rest. Thus are true Aarons drest.
Page 202 - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Page 108 - Yet I love thee. I know all these, and have them in my hand : Therefore not sealed, but with open eyes I flie to thee, and fully understand Both the main sale and the commodities ; And at what rate and price I have thy love...