Poems by George Herbert
Aaron
... My doctrine tuned by Christ, (who is not dead, ...
Sonnet (I)
... Or, since thy wayes are deep, and still the fame, ...
Joseph's Coat
... For well he knows, if but one grief and smart ...
Antiphon (I)
... Chorus: Let all the world in ev'ry corner sing, ...
The World
... Whose leaves first sheltered man from drought and dew, ...
Sonnet (II)
... and to make A pair of Cheeks of them, is thy abuse ...
Love (II)
... And there in hymnes send back thy fire again:Our eies shall see thee, which before saw dust ...
Artillery
... if I refuse, Dread Lord, said I , so oft my good ...
Whitsunday
... Of those, who did themselves through their side wound, Thou shutt'st the door, and keep'st within ...
Repentance
... Thy wormwood turn to health, winds to fair weather: ...
Sin (II)
... Yet as in sleep we see foul death, and live: ...
Mortification
... And calls for musick, while his veins do swell, ...
Affliction (IV)
... Unto my face: Nothing performs the task of life: ...
Vanity (I)
... And thread the spheres with his quick-piercing mind: ...
The Dawning
... Christ left His grave-clothes, that we might, when grief ...
