Poems by George Herbert
Even-song
... The day or night: that is the gale, this th' harbour ...
Affliction (II)
... Thou Lord of life, since thy one death for me ...
The H. Communion
... Leaving within me sin: But by the way of nourishment and strength ...
Sepulchre
... Of murder? Where our hard hearts have took up stories to brain thee, ...
The Familie
... Joyes oft are there, and griefs as oft as joyes ...
Death
... But since our Saviour's death did put some bloud ...
The Quidditie
... Nor a good sword, nor yet a lute: ...
Affliction (V)
... While blustring windes destroy the wanton bowres, ...
The Jews
... Should crie so loud, untill the trump were drown'd, ...
Divinitie
... Could not that wisdome, which first broacht the wine, ...
Church-Musick
... Sweetest of sweets, I thank you: when displeasure ...
Sinne's Round
... They vent the wares, and passe them with their faults, ...
Christmas
... Since my dark soul and brutish is thy right, ...
Self-Condemnation
... Shines bright and cleare, ev'n unto condemnation, ...
Holy Baptisme
... And spreads the plaister equall to the crime: ...
