Hesperides, the poems and other remains of R. Herrick, ed. by W.C. Hazlitt, Issue 902, Volume 2
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Page 387 - Grace for a Child. HERE a little child I stand. Heaving up my either hand ; Cold as paddocks though they be, Here I lift them up to Thee, For a benison to fall On our meat and on us all. Amen.
Page 306 - KINDLE the Christmas brand, and then Till sunne-set let it burne ; Which quencht, then lay it up agen, Till Christmas next returne. Part must be kept wherewith to teend * The Christmas log next yeare ; And where 'tis safely kept, the fiend Can do no mischiefe there.
Page 310 - Ah Ben! Say how, or when Shall we thy guests Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun, Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad; And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Page 15 - LETTERS of the KINGS of ENGLAND— Now first collected from the Originals in Royal Archives, and from other Authentic Sources, Private as well as Public. Edited, with Historical Introduction and Notes, by J.
Page 371 - Cause my speech is now decayed; Sweet Spirit comfort me! When (God knows) I'm tossed about, Either with despair, or doubt; Yet before the glass be out, Sweet Spirit comfort me!
Page 282 - WHENAS in silks my Julia goes, Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows That liquefaction of her clothes! Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free, — O how that glittering taketh me ! Robert Herrick 121.
Page 372 - Lord, thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell ; A little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof...
Page 283 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Page 526 - AUTOBIOGRAPHY of JOSEPH LISTER (a Nonconformist), of Bradford, Yorkshire, with a contemporary account of the Defence of Bradford and Capture of Leeds, by the Parliamentarians, in 1642.
Page 386 - Humility. HUMBLE we must be, if to heaven we go; High is the roof there, but the gate is low.