Silex scintillans. Sacred poems and private ejaculations (with a mem. by H.F. Lyte).1847 |
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... lives at the battle of Agincourt . His great grand- mother was Lady Frances Somerset , daughter of Thomas Somerset , third fon of Henry Earl of Worcester , and the poffeffions of the Vaughan family were very extenfive both in ...
... lives at the battle of Agincourt . His great grand- mother was Lady Frances Somerset , daughter of Thomas Somerset , third fon of Henry Earl of Worcester , and the poffeffions of the Vaughan family were very extenfive both in ...
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... lives in every page , And fits archbishop still to vex the age . Had he foreseen , ( and who knows but he did ? ) — This fatal wrack , which deepe in time lay hid , ' Tis but just to believe , that little hand , Which clouded him , but ...
... lives in every page , And fits archbishop still to vex the age . Had he foreseen , ( and who knows but he did ? ) — This fatal wrack , which deepe in time lay hid , ' Tis but just to believe , that little hand , Which clouded him , but ...
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... live to tyre the winds , And flowers each Spring returne and keepe their kinds ? Those still remaine ; but all our Fathers dyed ; And we ourselves but for few dayes abide . This fhort tyme then was not given us in vaine , To whom tyme ...
... live to tyre the winds , And flowers each Spring returne and keepe their kinds ? Those still remaine ; but all our Fathers dyed ; And we ourselves but for few dayes abide . This fhort tyme then was not given us in vaine , To whom tyme ...
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... live , And cannot dye ) that in his heart hath writ His Saviour's death and triumph ; and doth yet With conftant ... lives OF HENRY VAUGHAN . xxxix.
... live , And cannot dye ) that in his heart hath writ His Saviour's death and triumph ; and doth yet With conftant ... lives OF HENRY VAUGHAN . xxxix.
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Henry Vaughan. Whatever hath not God he doth deteft . He lives to Chrift ; is dead to all the rest .. This Holy One , sent hither from above , A Virgin brought forth , fhadowed by the Dove . A crown of Thornes His blessed head did wound ...
Henry Vaughan. Whatever hath not God he doth deteft . He lives to Chrift ; is dead to all the rest .. This Holy One , sent hither from above , A Virgin brought forth , fhadowed by the Dove . A crown of Thornes His blessed head did wound ...
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beams becauſe beſt bleffed bleft bleſſed bloud breath bright bufie caft cloſe Clouds dark darkneſs dayes dead dear death didft diſeaſe doth dreft duft Earth eaſe ev'ry eyes facred faid fecret felves fhade fhadows fhall fhew fhine fhould fighs fince fing firſt fleep fleſh flowres fome foul freſh ftill ftone ftorms ftreams fuch fure glory grone harmleſs hath heart Heaven Henry Vaughan himſelf holy houſe juſt laſt light live looſe Lord meaſure meer moſt Mount of Olives muft muſt night noiſe paſt pleaſe pleaſure poor praiſe preſent profe publiſhed reft rife riſe ſee ſeem ſhade ſhall ſhed ſhine ſhowres ſleep ſome ſpeak ſpirit ſpring ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtones ſtore ſweet tears thee theſe thine things thofe Thomas Vaughan thoſe Thou art thou didst thou doft thoughts unto uſe verſe veyl weep whofe whoſe wind wings
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第121页 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest may know, At first sight, if the bird be flown; But what fair dell or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown.
第lxiv页 - For the grave cannot praise thee, death cannot celebrate thee: They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth. The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day: The father to the children shall make known thy truth.
第34页 - From whence the enlightened spirit sees That shady city of palm trees. But ah ! my soul with too much stay Is drunk, and staggers in the way! Some men a forward motion love, But I by backward steps would move; And when this dust falls to the urn, In that state I came, return.
第113页 - That in these Masques and shadows I may see Thy sacred way, And by those hid ascents climb to that day Which breaks from thee Who art in all things, though invisibly...
第98页 - O fools (said I,) thus to prefer dark night Before true light, To live in grots, and caves, and hate the day Because it shews the way, The way which from this dead and dark abode Leads up to God, A way where you might tread the Sun, and be More bright than he. But as I did their madness so discuss One whisper'd thus, This Ring the Bride-groom did for none provide But for his bride.
第194页 - O useful Element and clear! My sacred wash and cleanser here, My first consigner unto those Fountains of life, where the Lamb goes? What sublime truths, and wholesome themes, Lodge in thy mystical, deep streams! Such as dull man can never finde Unless that Spirit lead his minde, Which first upon thy face did move, And hatch'd all with his quickning love.
第22页 - Watch ye therefore : for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning: lest coming suddenly he find you sleeping. And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch.
第56页 - Him thy first thoughts then, so shalt thou keep Him company all day, and in Him sleep. Yet never sleep the sun up ; prayer should Dawn with the day ; there are set, awful hours 'Twixt heaven and us ; the manna was not good After sun-rising...
第139页 - While active winds and streams both run and speak, Yet stones are deep in admiration. Thus Praise and Prayer here beneath the sun Make lesser mornings, when the great are done. For each inclosed spirit is a star Inlightning his own little sphere, Whose light, though fetcht and borrowed from far, Both mornings makes and evenings there.
第159页 - Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb; Keep clean, bear fruit, earn life and watch Till the white winged Reapers come!