George Herbert Quotes

A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws Makes that and th' action fine.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet, clergyman. repr. In The Works of George Herbert, ed. Helen Gardner (1961). The Elixir, st. 5, The Temple (1633).
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A man that looks on glass, On it may stay his eye; Or if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the heaven espy.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet, clergyman. repr. In The Works of George Herbert, ed. Helen Gardner (1961). The Elixir, The Temple (1633).
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These are thy wonders, Lord of love, To make us see we are but flowers that glide. Which when we once can finde and prove, Thou hast a garden for us where to bide.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Flower (l. 43-46). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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These are thy wonders, Lord of power, Killing and quickning, bringing down to hell And up to heaven in an houre; Making a chiming of a passing-bell.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Flower (l. 15-18). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet, clergyman. repr. In The Works of George Herbert, ed. Helen Gardner (1961). The Flower, st. 2, The Temple (1633).
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Thy word is all, if we could spell.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Flower (l. 21). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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Lovely enchanting language, sugar-cane, Honey of roses, wither wilt thou fly?
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Forerunners (l. 19-20). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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True beauty dwells on high: ours is a flame But borrowed thence to light us thither. Beauty and beauteous words should go together.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Forerunners (l. 28-30). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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Go, birds of spring: let winter have his fee; Let a bleak paleness chalk the door, So all within be livelier than before.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Forerunners (l. 34-36). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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The harbingers are come. See, see their mark: White is their color, and behold my head. But must they have my brain? Must they dispark Those sparkling notions, which therein were bred? Must dullness turn me to a clod? Yet have they left me, Thou art still my God.
George Herbert (1593-1633), British poet. The Forerunners (l. 1-6). . . The Complete English Poems [George Herbert]. John Tobin, ed. (1991) Penguin Books.
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