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Quotes by Henry Vaughan
The sun doth shake Light from his locks, and, all the way Breathing perfumes, doth spice the day.— filed under Christmas
I'll purge and leave sack and live cleanly. Henry IV. Pt. 1. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 168. Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb; Keep clean, be as fruit, earn life, and watch, Till the white-winged reapers come.— filed under Cleanliness
But felt through all this fleshly dresse Bright shootes of everlastingnesse.— filed under Evening
S. Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb; Keep clean, be as fruit, earn life, and watch Till the white-wing'd reapers come.— filed under Guests
Prayer is The world in tune, A spirit-voyce, And vocall joyes, Whose Eccho is heaven's blisse.— filed under Prayer
Yet never sleep the sun up. Prayer shou'd Dawn with the day. There are set, awful hours 'Twixt heaven and us. The manna was not good After sun-rising; far day sullies flowres. Rise to prevent the sun; sleep doth sin glut, And heaven's gate opens when the world's is shut.— filed under Sleep
And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.— filed under Cxii
And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted dreams, And into glory peep.— filed under Drinking
To God, thy countrie, and thy friend be true.— filed under Fire
Sure thou did'st flourish once! and many springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers, Passed o'er thy head; many light hearts and wings, Which now are dead, lodg'd in thy living bowers. And still a new succession sings and flies; Fresh groves grow up, and their green branches shoot Towards the old and still-enduring skies; While the low violet thrives at their root.— filed under Treason