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George Herbert
George Herbert

Employment (I)

Employment (I)

If as a flower doth spread and die,
Thou wouldst extend me to some good,
Before I were by frost's extremity
Nipt in the bu…

262
George Herbert
George Herbert

Faith

Faith


Lord, how couldst thou so much appease
Thy wrath for sin, as when man's sight was dim,
And could see little, to regard his ease,

351
George Herbert
George Herbert

Easter Song

Easter Song

I Got me flowers to straw Thy way,
I got me boughs off many a tree;
But Thou wast up by break of day,
And brought’st Thy swee…

258
George Herbert
George Herbert

Discipline

Discipline


THROW away Thy rod,
Throw away Thy wrath;
O my God,
Take the gentle path!

For my heart's desire

205
George Herbert
George Herbert

Clasping of Hands

Clasping of Hands

LORD, Thou art mine, and I am Thine,
If mine I am; and Thine much more
Then I or ought or can be mine.
Yet to be Thine …

250
George Herbert
George Herbert

Church Monuments

Church Monuments

While that my soul repairs to her devotion,
Here I intomb my flesh, that it betimes
May take acquaintance of this heap of dust; …

294
George Herbert
George Herbert

Affliction (IV)

Affliction (IV)

Broken in pieces all asunder,
Lord, hunt me not,
A thing forgot,
Once a poor creature, now a wonder,
A wonder tor…

248
George Herbert
George Herbert

Artillery

Artillery


As I one ev'ning sat before my cell,
Me thoughts a star did shoot into my lap.
I rose, and shook my clothes, as knowing well, <…

339
George Herbert
George Herbert

Affliction (II)

Affliction (II)

Kill me not ev'ry day,
Thou Lord of life, since thy one death for me
Is more than all my deaths can be,
Though I in broke…

224
George Herbert
George Herbert

Aaron

Aaron


Holiness on the head,
Light and perfection on the breast,
Harmonious bells below, raising the dead
To led them unto life an…

351
George Herbert
George Herbert

A Dialogue-Anthem

A Dialogue-Anthem

Alas, poor Death! Where is thy glory?
Where is thy famous force, thy ancient sting?


Alas, poor mortal, void of …

253
George Herbert
George Herbert

A Dialogue

A Dialogue

Man. SWEETEST Saviour, if my soul
Were but worth the having,
Quickly should I then control

Any thought of waving.

271
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Windsor Poetics : Lines Composed On The Occasion Of His Royal Highness The

Windsor Poetics : Lines Composed On The Occasion Of His Royal Highness The
Prince Regent Being Seen Standing Between The Coffins Of Henry VIII And
Charles I, In …

439
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Written Shortly After The Marriage Of Miss Chaworth

Written Shortly After The Marriage Of Miss Chaworth

Hills of Annesley, bleak and barren,
Where my thoughtless childhood stray'd,
How the northern…

449
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Were My Bosom As False as Thou Deem'st It To Be

Were My Bosom As False as Thou Deem'st It To Be

Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be,
I need not have wander'd from far Galilee;
It wa…

411
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

When I Roved A Young Highlander

When I Roved A Young Highlander

When I roved a young Highlander o'er the dark heath,
And climb'd thy steep sumrnit, oh Morven of snow!
To gaze on…

687
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Versicles

Versicles


I Read the 'Christabel';
Very well:
I read the Missionary';
Pretty very
I tried at Ilderim ;
Ahem!

445
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

We Sate Down And Wept By The Waters

We Sate Down And Wept By The Waters

I.
We sate down and wept by the waters
Of Babel, and thought of the day
When our foe, in the hue of h…

549
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Translation Of The Famous Greek War Song

Translation Of The Famous Greek War Song

Sons of the Greeks, arise!
The glorious hour's gone forth,
And, worthy of such ties,
Display who…

596
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Translation Of The Romaic Song

Translation Of The Romaic Song

I enter thy garden of roses,
Beloved and fair Haidée,
Each morning where Flora reposes,
For surely I see h…

506
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Translation From Horace

Translation From Horace

[Justum et tenacem propositi virum, &c.]

The man of firm and noble soul
No factious clamours can control;

717
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

Translation Of A Romaic Love Song

Translation Of A Romaic Love Song

Ah! Love was never yet without
The pang, the agony, the doubt,
Which rends my heart with ceaseless sigh,

617
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair

To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead, As Young And Fair

And thou art dead, as young and fair
As aught of mortal birth;
And form so soft, and charms so ra…

447
Lord Byron
Lord Byron

To Woman

To Woman

Woman! experience might have told me,
That all must love thee who behold thee:
Surely experience might have taught
Thy firmest p…

514