Whenever I’m alone, I stay smiling, Counting the stitches sewn, On 100 thread count sheets, Wishing for rain,
You are my friend— you bring me peaches and the high bush cranberry you carry my fishpole
Llueve en el mar: al mar lo que es del mar y que se seque la heredad. ¿La ola no tiene forma? En un instante se esculpe
Quite spent with thoughts, I left… Where a shrill spring tuned to the… I begged here long, and groaned to… Who gave the clouds so brave a bow… Who bent the spheres, and circled…
Vain wits and eyes Leave, and be wise: Abuse not, shun not holy fire, But with true tears wash off your… Tears and these flames will soon g…
Hail sacred shades! cool, leavy H… Chaste treasurer of all my vows, And wealth! on whose soft bosom la… My love’s fair steps I first betr… Henceforth no melancholy flight,
How rich, O Lord! how fresh thy v… 'Twas but just now my bleak leaves… Sullied with dust and mud; Each snarling blast shot through m… Their youth, and beauty, cold show…
Thou that know’st for whom I mour… And why these tears appear, That keep’st account till he retur… Of all his dust left here ; As easily Thou might’st prevent,
They are all gone into the world o… And I alone sit ling’ring here; Their very memory is fair and brig… And my sad thoughts doth clear. It glows and glitters in my cloudy…
I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great ring of pure and endl… All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hou… Driv’n by the spheres
With what deep murmurs through tim… Doth thy transparent, cool, and wa… Here flowing fall, And chide, and call, As if his liquid, loose retinue st…
So stick up ivy and the bays, And then restore the heathen ways. Green will remind you of the sprin… Though this great day denies the t… And mortifies the earth and all
Sure thou didst flourish once! and… Many bright mornings, much dew, ma… Pass’d o’er thy head; many light h… Which now are dead, lodg’d in thy… And still a new succession sings a…
I see the use: and know my blood Is not a sea, But a shallow, bounded flood, Though red as he ; Yet have I flows, as strong as hi…
Whatever ’tis, whose beauty here b… Attracts thee thus and makes thee… And wind and curl, and wink and sm… Shifting thy gate and guile; Though thy close commerce nought a…
'TWAS so ; I saw thy birth. Tha… From her faint bosom breath’d thee… Of her sick waters and infectious… But now at even, Too gross for heaven,
Sweet, harmless lives! (on whose h… Waits innocence and pleasure), Whose leaders to those pastures, a… Were patriarchs, saints, and kings… How happened it that in the dead o…
Unfold! unfold! Take in His light… Who makes thy cares more short tha… The joys which with His day—star… He deals to all but drowsy eyes; And (what the men of this world mi…
Happy those early days! when I Shined in my angel infancy. Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught
My God, how gracious art thou! I… Almost to hell, And on the verge of that dark, dre… Did hear them yell, But O thy love! thy rich, almight…
Lord! what a busy, restless thing Hast Thou made man! Each day and hour he is on wing, Rests not a span ; Then having lost the sun and light…
Through that pure virgin shrine, That sacred veil drawn o’er Thy g… That men might look and live, as g… And face the moon, Wise Nicodemus saw such light
Peace? and to all the world? sure,… And He the Prince of Peace, hath… He travels to be born, and then Is born to travel more again. Poor Galilee! thou canst not be
O joys! infinite sweetness! with w… And shoots of glory my soul breaks… All the long hours Of night, and rest, Through the still shrouds
LORD, when Thou didst Thyself u… Laying by Thy robes of glory, To make us more, Thou wouldst be… And becam’st a woful story. To put on clouds instead of light,
BODY Farewell! I go to sleep; but when The day—star springs, I’ll wake a… SOUL Go, sleep in peace; and when thou…
What happy secret fountain, Fair shade or mountain, Whose undiscovered virgin glory Boasts it this day, though not in… Was then thy dwelling? Did some c…
MY God! Thou that didst die for… These Thy death’s fruits I offer… Death that to me was life and ligh… But dark and deep pangs to Thy si… Some drops of Thy all—quick’ning…
Ah! what time wilt Thou come? whe… 'The bridegroom’s coming,' fill th… Shall it in the evening run, When our words and works are dome? Or will Thy all—surprising light
Vain, sinful art! who first did fi… Thy lewd loathed motions unto soun… And made grave music like wild wit Err in loose airs beyond her bound… What fires hath he heaped on his h…