Francis Quarles

See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch read more

See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch the sunbeams of thy just Creator;
Beneath this covert thou may'st safely lie.

Is not this lily pure?
What fuller can procure
A white so perfect, spotless clear
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Is not this lily pure?
What fuller can procure
A white so perfect, spotless clear
As in this flower doth appear?

While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.

While we are making up our minds as to when we shall begin. the
opportunity is lost.

What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.

What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.

Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, read more

Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, Our God's forgotten, and our soldiers slighted