Henry Vaughan: Selected PoemsSPCK, 2004 - 182 páginas Henry Vaughan (1621-1695) was a metaphysical poet. He was a Welshman, born beside the River Usk in the beautiful Brecon Beacons. Throughout the period of the Civil War, traumatic both for himself and those he loved, Vaughan wrote moving poems which record extreme spiritual experience balanced by intense delight in the natural world. This is the fifth volume of a series of introductory books on seventeenth century spiritual writing. Poetry from all of Vaughan's five collections have been included in this anthology, which Anne Cluysenaar introduces with a scholarly but accessible introduction to Vaughan's life. She provides a valuable initiation into the work of this brilliant seventeenth century poet. |
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... hour Thou gotst my heart ; And though here tost By winds , and bit with frost I pine , and shrink Breaking the link " Twixt thee , and me ; And oftimes creep Into th ' old silence , and dead sleep , Quitting thy way All the long day ...
... hour Thou gotst my heart ; And though here tost By winds , and bit with frost I pine , and shrink Breaking the link " Twixt thee , and me ; And oftimes creep Into th ' old silence , and dead sleep , Quitting thy way All the long day ...
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... hour ! What hallow'd solitary ground did bear So rare a flower , Within whose sacred leafs did lie The fulness of ... hours to which high Heaven doth chime . Gods silent , searching flight : When my Lords head From Silex Scintillans II 153.
... hour ! What hallow'd solitary ground did bear So rare a flower , Within whose sacred leafs did lie The fulness of ... hours to which high Heaven doth chime . Gods silent , searching flight : When my Lords head From Silex Scintillans II 153.
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... hour what many years had bred , The pride and beauty of the plain lay dead . The undone Swains in sad songs mourn'd their loss , While storms & cold winds did improve the Cross . But Nature , which ( like vertue ) scorns to yield ...
... hour what many years had bred , The pride and beauty of the plain lay dead . The undone Swains in sad songs mourn'd their loss , While storms & cold winds did improve the Cross . But Nature , which ( like vertue ) scorns to yield ...
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From Olor Iscanus | 27 |
From Silex Scintillans I | 45 |
From Silex Scintillans II | 129 |
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beams beauty Birds blessed bloud body breaks breath bright bring calm Clouds cold course dark dead dear death didst doth dust early Earth eternal face fair fall fear fire flow flowres fresh give glory green grow hand hast hath head heart heaven Henry holy hope hour keep kind known leave light live look Lord means meer mind move nature never night once passe peace perhaps poems poet poetry poor quick rest rise sacred secret seems seen sense shades shine Silex sing sins sleep soul spirit spring stars stone streams sure tears tell thee things Thomas thou thoughts tree true truth unto Vaughan verse walke weep wind wing write