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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Selected Poems Henry Vaughan. Peace My Soul , there is a Countrie Far beyond the stars , Where stands a winged Centrie All skilfull in the wars , There above noise , and danger Sweet peace sits crown'd with smiles , And one born in a ...
Selected Poems Henry Vaughan. Peace My Soul , there is a Countrie Far beyond the stars , Where stands a winged Centrie All skilfull in the wars , There above noise , and danger Sweet peace sits crown'd with smiles , And one born in a ...
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... we all stone , and Earth ? Neither his bloudy passions mind , Nor one day blesse his birth ? Alas , my God ! Thy birth now here Must not be numbred in the year . The Check Peace , peace ! I blush to hear 96 Henry Vaughan.
... we all stone , and Earth ? Neither his bloudy passions mind , Nor one day blesse his birth ? Alas , my God ! Thy birth now here Must not be numbred in the year . The Check Peace , peace ! I blush to hear 96 Henry Vaughan.
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... peace doth now Rock him asleep below ? 6 And yet , how few believe such doctrine springs From a poor root Which all the Winter sleeps here under foot And hath no wings To raise it to the truth , and light of things , But is stil trod By ...
... peace doth now Rock him asleep below ? 6 And yet , how few believe such doctrine springs From a poor root Which all the Winter sleeps here under foot And hath no wings To raise it to the truth , and light of things , But is stil trod By ...
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From Olor Iscanus | 27 |
From Silex Scintillans I | 45 |
From Silex Scintillans II | 129 |
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