George Herbert

Quotes

1. You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat:

   So I did sit and eat.

2. 

   Grief melts away

   Like snow in May,

   As if there were no such cold thing.

3. 

   With sick and famish'd eyes,

   With doubling knees and weary bones,

   To thee my cries,

   To thee my groans,

   To thee my sighs, my tears ascend:

   No end?My throat, my soul is hoarse;

   My heart is wither'd like a ground

   Which thou dost curse.

   My thoughts turn round,

   And make me giddy; Lord, I fall,

   Yet call.

4. 

   Nothing wears clothes, but Man; nothing doth need

   But he to wear them.

5. 

   Man is one world, and hath

   Another to attend him.

6. 

   Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame,

   When once it is within thee.

7. 

   I got me flowers to strew Thy way,

   I got me boughs off many a tree:

   But Thou wast up by break of day,

   And brought'st Thy sweets along with Thee.

8. 

   Prayer the church’s banquet, angel’s age,

   God’s breath in man returning to his birth,

   The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage,

   The Christian plummet sounding heav’n and earth

   Engine against th’ Almighty, sinner’s tow’r,

   Reversed thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear,

   The six-days world transposing in an hour,

   A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear;

   Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss,

   Exalted manna, gladness of the best,

   Heaven in ordinary, man well drest,

   The milky way, the bird of Paradise,

   Church-bells beyond the stars heard, the soul’s blood,

   The land of spices; something understood.

9. 

   Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,

   Though foolishly he lost the same,

   Decaying more and more,

   Till he became

   Most poor:

   With thee

   O let me rise

   As larks, harmoniously,

   And sing this day thy victories:

   Then shall the fall further the flight in me.

10. 

    Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.

11. 

    Who goes to bed and does not pray,

    Maketh two nights to every day.

12. 

    Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking

    Sometimes a friend, sometimes the engineer.