F{‘e}lix R{‘a}ndal the f{‘a}rrier, O is he d{‘e}ad then? my d{‘u}ty all

Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrushThrough the echoing timber does so rinse and wringThe ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brushThe descending blue; that blue is all in a rushWith richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.What is all this juice and…

You striped in secret with breath-taking whips,Those crooked rough-scored chequers may be piecedTo crosses meant for Jesu’s; you whom the EastWith draught of thin and pursuant cold so nipsBreathe Easter now; you serged fellowships,You vigil-keepers with low flames decreased,God shall o’er-brim the measures you have spentWith oil of gladness, for sackcloth and friezeAnd the ever-fretting…

That shapes in half-light his departing rings,From both of whom a changeless note is heard.I have found my music in a common word,Trying each pleasurable throat that singsAnd every praised sequence of sweet strings,And know infallibly which I preferred.The authentic cadence was discovered lateWhich ends those only strains that I approve,And other science all gone…

Charitable; not live this tormented mindWith this tormented mind tormenting yet.I cast for comfort I can no more getBy groping round my comfortless, than blindEyes in their dark can day or thirst can findThirst ‘s all-in-all in all a world of wet.Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do adviseYou, jaded, let be; call off thoughts…

Lóve-laced!—what once I wellWitnessed; so fortune fell.When Shrovetide, two years gone,Our boys’ plays brought onPart was picked for John,Young Jóhn: then fear, then joyRan revel in the elder boy.Their night was come now; allOur company thronged the hall;Henry, by the wall,Beckoned me beside him:I came where called, and eyed himBy meanwhiles; making my playTurn most…

You?’—‘Father, what you buy me I like best.’With the sweetest air that said, still plied and pressed,He swung to his first poised purport of reply.What the heart is! which, like carriers let fly—Doff darkness, homing nature knows the rest—To its own fine function, wild and self-instressed,Falls light as ten years long taught how to and…