Metaphysical Lyrics & Poems of the Seventeenth Century, Donne to Butler (Paperback)


This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1921 Excerpt: ...One rosie drop from David's Seed Was worlds of seas, to quench thine Ire. O pretious Ransome which once paid, That Consummatum est was said. And said by him, that said no more, But seal'd it with his sacred breath. Thou then, that hast dispung'd my score, And dying, wast the death of death; Be to me now, on thee I call, My Life, my Strength, my Joy, my All. Sir Henry Wotton. tA Dialogue betwixt God and the Soul. Soul. VV/Hilst my Souls eye beheld no light W But what stream'd from thy gracious sight; To me the worlds greatest King Seem'd but some little vulgar thing. God. Whilest thou prov'dst pure; and that in thee I could glass al my Deity: How glad did I from Heaven depart, To find a Lodging in thy heart S. Now Fame and Greatness bear the sway, ('Tis they that hold my prisons Key: ) For whom my soul would dy, might shee Leave them her Immortality. G. I, and some few pure Souls conspire, And burne both in a mutuall fire, For whom Fid dy once more, ere they Should miss of Heavens eternal day. S. But Lord what if I turn againe, And with an adamantine chain, Lock me to thee? What if I chase The world away to give thee place? G. Then though these souls in whom I joy Are Seraphins, Thou but a Toy, A foolish Toy, yet once more I Would with Thee live, and for thee die. Ignoto. On the morning of Christs Sativity. THis is the Month, and this the happy morn Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born. Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing, That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace. That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable, And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty, Wherwith he wont at Heav'ns high Councel-Table, To sit the midst of Trinal Unity..

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1921 Excerpt: ...One rosie drop from David's Seed Was worlds of seas, to quench thine Ire. O pretious Ransome which once paid, That Consummatum est was said. And said by him, that said no more, But seal'd it with his sacred breath. Thou then, that hast dispung'd my score, And dying, wast the death of death; Be to me now, on thee I call, My Life, my Strength, my Joy, my All. Sir Henry Wotton. tA Dialogue betwixt God and the Soul. Soul. VV/Hilst my Souls eye beheld no light W But what stream'd from thy gracious sight; To me the worlds greatest King Seem'd but some little vulgar thing. God. Whilest thou prov'dst pure; and that in thee I could glass al my Deity: How glad did I from Heaven depart, To find a Lodging in thy heart S. Now Fame and Greatness bear the sway, ('Tis they that hold my prisons Key: ) For whom my soul would dy, might shee Leave them her Immortality. G. I, and some few pure Souls conspire, And burne both in a mutuall fire, For whom Fid dy once more, ere they Should miss of Heavens eternal day. S. But Lord what if I turn againe, And with an adamantine chain, Lock me to thee? What if I chase The world away to give thee place? G. Then though these souls in whom I joy Are Seraphins, Thou but a Toy, A foolish Toy, yet once more I Would with Thee live, and for thee die. Ignoto. On the morning of Christs Sativity. THis is the Month, and this the happy morn Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born. Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing, That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace. That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable, And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty, Wherwith he wont at Heav'ns high Councel-Table, To sit the midst of Trinal Unity..

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Rarebooksclub.com

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United States

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March 2012

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March 2012

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246 x 189 x 4mm (L x W x T)

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Paperback - Trade

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74

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978-1-130-21969-2

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9781130219692

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1-130-21969-0



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