Poems by Henry Vaughan
Cock-Crowing
... And hearts whose pulse beats still for light ...
The Shower (I)
... Of drops make soft the Earth, my eyes could weep ...
The Book
... What were their lives, their thoughts, and deeds, ...
Anguish
... Which through the eyes pours out the heart, ...
Boethius, De Consolatione Philosophiae : Liber 2. Metrum 5
... That sought out pearls, and dived to find ...
Vanity Of Spirit
... Broke up some seals which none had touched before: ...
Death. A Dialogue
... A Land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the ...
The True Christmas
... Then leave your open house and noise, ...
"O Lord, the hope of Israel"
... I said, I shall not see the Lord, even the Lord in the ...
The Pursuit
... To take us sick, that sound would not take Thee ! ...
