His jointure in the knotty TrinityHe keeps, and gives to me his death’s conquest.This Lamb, whose death with life the world hath blest,Was from the world’s beginning slain, and heHath made two Wills which with the LegacyOf his and thy kingdom do thy Sons invest.Yet such are thy laws that men argue yetWhether a man…
Sleep then, and rest; The world may bearer thy stay,A better Sun rose before thee to day,Who, not content to’englighten all that dwellOn the earths face, as thou, enlightned hell,And made the darker fires languish in that vale,As, at thy presence here, our fires grow pale.Whose body having walk’d on earth, and nowHasting to Heaven,…
And as the other Spheares, by being growneSubject to forraigne motions, lose their owneAnd being by others hurried every day,Scarce in a yeare their natural! forme obey:Pleasure or businesse, so, our Soules admitFor their first mover, and are whirld by it.Hence is’s, that I am carryed towards the WestThis day, when my Soules forme bends…
Be not concern’d; study not why, nor when;Do not so much as not believe a man.For though to err, be worst, to try truths forthIs far more business than this world is worth.I’he world is but a carcass; thou art fedBy it, but as a worm, that carcass bred;And why shouldst thou, poor worm, consider…
Nor in hope the world can showA fitter love for me;But since that IMust die at last, ’tis bestTo use myself in jestThus by feign’d deaths to die.Yesternight the sun went hence,And yet is here today;He hath no desire nor sense,Nor half so short a way:Then fear not me,But believe that I shall makeSpeedier journeys,…
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me,’and bendYour force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.I, like an usurped town, to’another due,Labor to’admit You, but O, to no end;Reason, Your viceroy’in me, me should defend,But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.Yet dearly’I love You,’and would be loved fain,But am betrothed unto Your…
The day breaks not: it is my heart,Because that you and I must part.Stay! or else my joys will dieAnd perish in their infancy.
The tediousness of my life ; but for theseI could ideate nothing which could please ;But I should wither in one day, and passTo a bottle of hay, that am a lock of grass.Life is a voyage, and in our lives’ waysCountries, courts, towns are rocks, or remoras ;They break or stop all ships, yet…
There He hath made Himself to His intentWeak enough, now into the world to come;But O, for thee, for Him, hath the inn no room?Yet lay Him in this stall, and from the Orient,Stars and wise men will travel to preventThe effect of Herod’s jealous general doom.Seest thou, my soul, with thy faith’s eyes, how…
How I shall stay, though she eloign me thus,And how posterity shall know it too ;How thine may out-endureSibyl’s glory, and obscureHer who from Pindar could allure,And her, through whose help Lucan is not lame,And her, whose book (they say) Homer did find, and name.Study our manuscripts, those myriadsOf letters, which have past ‘twixt thee…
