Francis Quarles

Feast of Luke the Evangelist He is my Altar, I His holy place; I am His guest, and He my read more

Feast of Luke the Evangelist He is my Altar, I His holy place; I am His guest, and He my living food; I'm His by penitence, He is mine by grace; I'm His by purchase, He is mine by blood; He's my supporting elm, and I His vine: Thus I my Best-beloved's am; thus He is mine.

Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey
in her mouth, gall in her heart, and read more

Luxury is an enticing pleasure, a bastard mirth, which hath honey
in her mouth, gall in her heart, and a sting in her tail.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

He who speaks evil only differs from his who does evil in that he
lacks opportunity.

He who speaks evil only differs from his who does evil in that he
lacks opportunity.