Richard Crashaw

Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.

Eyes, that displaces
The neighbor diamond, and out-faces
That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.

Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
read more

Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.
- Richard Crashaw,

A happy soul, that all the way
To heaven hath a summer's day.

A happy soul, that all the way
To heaven hath a summer's day.

Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow,
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.

Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow,
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.

Tresses, that wear
Jewels, but to declare
How much themselves more precious are.

Tresses, that wear
Jewels, but to declare
How much themselves more precious are.