GOE, glorious saint! I knew ’twa… Of flesh could lodge so pure a sou… I saw it labour (in a holy scorne Of living dust and ashes) to be sw… A heavenly quirister: it sigh’d an…

The Argument. The Ninivites beleeve the word, Their hearts retiu’ne mito the Lo… In him they put their onely trust; They niourne in sackcloth and in d…

And what’s a life? A weary pilgri… Whose glory in one day doth fill t… With childhood, manhood, and decre… And what’s a life? The flourishin… Of the proud summer-meadow, which…

E’EN like two little bank-dividin…    That wash the pebbles with thei… And having ranged and search’d a t…    Meet both at length in silver-b…    Where in a greater current they…

Close now thine eyes and rest secu… Thy soul is safe enough, thy body… He that loves thee, He that keeps And guards thee, never slumbers, n… The smiling conscience in a sleepi…

The Argument. He goes to Timnah: as he went He slew a lyon by the way; He sues, obtaines the maid’s conse… And they appoint tlie marriage-day…

And were it for thy profit, to obt… All sunshine? No vicissitude of… Think’st thou that thy laborious p… Not winter frosts as well as summe… There must be both: sometimes thes…

Hail! blessed Virgin, full of hea… Blest above all that sprang from h… Whose heaven-saluted womb brought… A blessed Savior and a blessed So… O what a ravishment 't had been to…

1 Why dost thou shade thy love… 2 Does that eclipsing hand so… 3 The sunshine of thy soul-enl… 4 Without that light, what lig… 5 Thou art my life, my way, my…

The world’s a theatre. The earth,… Placed in the midst: where both pr… Both rich and poor, fool, wise man… All act their parts in life’s shor… Our life’s a tragedy. Those secre…

I love (and have some cause to lov… She is my Maker’s creature, there… She is my mother, for she gave me… She is my tender nurse; she gives… But what’s a creature, Lord, comp…

No, no, he is not dead ; the mouth… Honor’s shrill herald, would prese… And make it live in spight of deat… Were there no other heaven, no oth… He is not dead: the sacred nine de…

MY soul, sit thou a patient looke… Judge not the play before the play… Her plot hath many changes; every… Speaks a new scene; the last act c…

The world’s an Inn; and I her gue… I eat; I drink; I take my rest. My hostess, nature, does deny me Nothing, wherewith she can supply… Where, having stayed a while, I p…

E’EN like two little bank-dividin… That wash the pebbles with their w… And having ranged and search’d a t… Meet both at length in silver-brea… Where in a greater current they co…