Author: George Herbert

Not in rich furniture, or fine array, Nor in a wedge of gold, Thou, who from me wast sold, To […]

Blest be the God of love, Who gave me eyes, and light, and power this day, Both to be busy, […]

I made a posie, while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life […]

The fleet astronomer can bore And thread the spheres with his quick-piercing mind: He views theirs stations, walks from door […]

When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by, Let us (said He) pour on him […]

A wreathed garland of deserved praise, Of praise deserved, unto thee I give, I give to thee, who knowest all […]

Sweetest of sweets, I thank you: when displeasure Did through my body wound my mind, You took me thence, and […]

Listen sweet Dove unto my song, And spread thy golden wings in me; Hatching my tender heart so long, Till […]

The Kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, Seeking goodly pearls; who, when he had found one, Sold […]

My stock lies dead and no increase Doth my dull husbandry improve: O let thy graces without cease Drop from […]

LORD, Thou art mine, and I am Thine, If mine I am; and Thine much more Then I or ought […]

As he that sees a dark and shady grove, Stays not, but looks beyond it on the sky; So when […]

Sorry I am, my God, sorry I am, That my offences course it in a ring. My thoughts are working […]

Sure Lord, there is enough in thee to dry Oceans of Ink ; for, as the Deluge did Cover the […]

Throw away thy rod, Throw away thy wrath: O my God, Take the gentle path. For my heart’s desire Unto […]

The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head. But must they have […]

Wounded I sing, tormented I indite, Thrown down I fall into a bed, and rest: Sorrow hath chang’d its note: […]

As I one ev’ning sat before my cell, Me thoughts a star did shoot into my lap. I rose, and […]

When thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave: So many joys I writ down for […]

Hark, how the birds do sing, And woods do ring! All creatures have their joy, and man hath his. Yet […]