A verse may find him, who a sermon flies, And turn delight into a sacrifice. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
A verse may find him whom a sermon flies, And turn delight into a sacrifice... — George Herbert Copy Share Image
As flames do work and wind when they ascend, So did I weave myself into the sense. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
“Man is no star, but a quick coal Of mortal fire: Who blows it not, nor doth control A faint desire,” — George Herbert Copy Share Image
“I will complain, yet praise; I will bewail, approve: And all my sowre-sweet dayes I will lament, and love.” — George Herbert Copy Share Image
I envy no man's nightingale or spring; Nor let them punish me with loss of rhyme, Who plainly say, My God, My… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
How wide is all this long pretense! There is in love a sweetness ready penned, Copy out only that, and save expense. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Who says that fictions only and false hair Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good structure in… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
“Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky; The dew shall weep thy fall tonight,… — George Herbert Copy Share Image
In the house of a Fidler, all fiddle. [In the house of the fiddler all fiddle.] — George Herbert Copy Share Image
By all means use some time to be alone, salute thyself, see what thy soul doth wear. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
Every one is weary, the poore in seeking, the rich in keeping, the good in learning. — George Herbert Copy Share Image
He is a great Necromancer, for he asks counsel counsell of the Dead (i.e. books). — George Herbert Copy Share Image
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