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" MY joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all the day, Somewhat it fain would say : And still it runneth muttering up and down With only this, My joy, my life, my crown ! Yet slight not these few words ; If truly said, they may take part Among... "
Gossip of the Seventeenth and Eighteenth Centuries - Trang 199
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The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1703 - 450 trang
...For what Chrift once in Humblenefs began, We him in glory call, The Son oj M.tm. ^f A true Hymn. _^Y Joy, my Life, my Crown ! My Heart was meaning all the day, Somewhat it fain would fay: And ftill it runneth muttring up and down With only this, My 'joy-, my Life, vy Crown I Yet flight...

The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue

George Herbert - 1709 - 376 trang
...t _ ., ' My heau was meaning all the day, Somewhat it fain would fay : And Uill it runneth mut'ring up and down' With only this, My Joy, my Life, my Crown ! Yet Yet ftight not thefe few words ; If truly laid, they may take part Among the belt in Art. The Finenefs...

The Youth's instructer [sic] and guardian, Tập 6

1842 - 622 trang
...this significant action • she breathed her last. JOHN SHAW. POETRY. A TRUE HYMN. BY GEORGE HERBERT. MY joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say : And still it runneth muttering up and down With only this, My joy, my life, my crown ! Yet slight not these few words ;...

The Works of George Herbert, Tập 2

George Herbert - 1838 - 406 trang
...For what Christ once in humbleness began, We him in glory call, The Son of Man. CXXXVII. A TRUE HYMN. MY joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say : And still it runneth muttering up and down With only this, My joy, my life, my crown ! Yet slight not these few words ;...

The New-York review [ed. by F.L. Hawks]. Wanting no.6,8, Tập 2

Francis Lister Hawks - 1838 - 542 trang
...illustrate the mode in which a mere conceit can come to the aid of a serious thought:— A TRUE HYMN. My joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say ; And still it runneth muttering up and down. With only this, " My joy, my life, my crown !" Yet slight not these few words...

The New-York Review, Tập 2

Caleb Sprague Henry, Joseph Green Cogswell - 1838 - 546 trang
...illustrate the mode in which a mere conceit can come to the aid of a serious thought : — A TRUE HYMN. My joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say : And still it runneth muttering up and down, With only this, " My joy, my life, my crown l" Yet slight not these few words...

The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1838 - 420 trang
...For what Christ once in humbleness began, We him in glory call, The Son of Man. CXXXVII. A TRUE HYMN. MY joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say : And still it runneth muttering up and down With only this, My joy, my life, my crown ! Yet slight not these few words ;...

The Temple: And the Country Parson

George Herbert - 1842 - 400 trang
...sense most true ; For, what Christ once in humbleness began, We him in glory call, The Sonne of man. MY Joy, my Life, my Crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say ; And still it runneth, muttering, up and down, With only this, my Joy, my Life, my Crown ! Yet slight not these few words...

The Present, Tập 1

1843 - 452 trang
...a strain which bespeaks my heart as truly, if not as nobly as yours answers to your great mind, — My joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all...Somewhat it fain would say ; And still it runneth, muttering, up and down, With only this — my joy, my life, my crown, Yet slight not these few words...

The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations

George Herbert - 1844 - 388 trang
...For what Chrift once in humblenefs began, We him in glory call, The Son of Man. CXXXVII. A TRUE HYMN. MY joy, my life, my crown ! My heart was meaning all the day, Somewhat it fain would fay : And ftill it runneth muttering up and down With only this, My joy, my life, my crown ! Yet flight...




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