Poems by George Herbert
Bitter-Sweet
... Since thou dost love, yet strike ...
Grace
... Drop from above! If still the sun should hide his face, ...
Sin
... Lord, with what care hast Thou begirt us round! ...
The Sacrifice
... and miss Of life, just at the gates of life and bliss ...
Easter
... His stretch?d sinews taught all strings what key ...
Faith
... Thus dost thou make proud knowledge bend and crouch ...
Man's Medley
... With th' one hand touching heaven, with th' other earth ...
A Wreath
... For this poore wreath, give thee a crown of praise ...
Life
... Farewell deare flowers, sweetly your time ye spent, ...
The Storm
... Poets have wrong'd poor storms: such days are best ...
The Windows
... But when thou dost anneal in glasse thy storie, ...
Love (I)
... And thrown it on that dust which thou hast made,While mortall love doth all the title gain! ...
The Temper
... My soul might ever feel!Although there were some forty heav'ns, or more, ...
A Dialogue-Anthem
... Thou so much worse, that thou shalt be no more ...
Man
... The earth doth rest, heav'n move, and fountains flow ...
