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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... thee , and exclaim They have not seen thee here since Charles his raign , Or if they mention thee , like some old man That at each word inserts - Sir , as I can Remember - So the Cyph'rers puzzle mee With a dark , cloudie character of thee ...
... thee , and exclaim They have not seen thee here since Charles his raign , Or if they mention thee , like some old man That at each word inserts - Sir , as I can Remember - So the Cyph'rers puzzle mee With a dark , cloudie character of thee ...
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... thee , my gracious Lord , Both cost thee deer , For one , I am thy Tenant here ; The other , the true life , in the next world And endless is , O let me still mind that in this ! To thee therefore my Thoughts , Words , Actions I do ...
... thee , my gracious Lord , Both cost thee deer , For one , I am thy Tenant here ; The other , the true life , in the next world And endless is , O let me still mind that in this ! To thee therefore my Thoughts , Words , Actions I do ...
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... thee , I'd loose those knots thy hands did tie , Then would go travel , fight or die . Thousands of wild and waste Infusions Like waves beat on my resolutions , As flames about their fuel run And work , and wind til all be done , So my ...
... thee , I'd loose those knots thy hands did tie , Then would go travel , fight or die . Thousands of wild and waste Infusions Like waves beat on my resolutions , As flames about their fuel run And work , and wind til all be done , So my ...
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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