The Sacrifice

Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mindTo worldly things are sharp, but to me blind;

The Quip

The merry World did on a dayWith his train-bands and mates agree

The Pulley

When God at first made man,Having a glass of blesings standing by;

The Pearl

I know the ways of Learning; both the headAnd pipes that feed the press, and make it run;

The Forerunners

The harbingers are come. See, see their mark; White is their colour, and behold my head.

The Flower

How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean Are thy returns! ev’n as the flowers in spring;

The Elixir

Teach me, my God and King,In all things Thee to see,

The Collar

I struck the board, and cried, “No more!I will abroad.

The Altar

A broken ALTAR, Lord, thy servant rears,Made of a heart and cemented with tears;

The Agony

Philosophers have measur’d mountains, Fathom’d the depths of the seas, of states, and kings,

The Affliction

When first thou didst entice to thee my heart,I thought the service brave;


O day most calm, most bright The fruit of this, the next world’s bud,

Sonnet II

Sure Lord, there is enough in thee to dry Oceans of Ink ; for, as the Deluge did


My God, where is that ancient heat towards thee, Wherewith whole showls of Martyrs once did burn,

Sin II

O that I could a sin once see! We paint the devil foul, yet he


Lord, with what care hast Thou begirt us round!Parents first season us; then schoolmasters


O blessed body! Whither are thou thrown? No lodging for thee, but a cold hard stone?


O Sacred Providence, who from end to endStrongly and sweetly movest! shall I write,


Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave, Let me once know. Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave, Let me once know. I sought thee in a secret cave, And ask'd, if Peace were there, A hollow wind did seem to answer, No: Go seek elsewhere. I did; and going did […]


Full of rebellion, I would die, Or fight, or travel, or deny


How soon doth man decay!When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets


I cannot ope mine eyes, But thou art ready there to catch


My God, I heard this day, That none doth build a stately habitation,

Love III

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,    Guilty of dust and sin.

Love II

Immortal Heat, O let thy greater flameAttract the lesser to it: let those fires


Immortal love, authour of this great frame,Sprung from that beautie which can never fade;


I made a posie, while the day ran by: Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie

Joseph’s Coat

Wounded I sing, tormented I indite, Thrown down I fall into a bed, and rest:


Who says that fictions only and false hairBecome a verse? Is there in truth no beauty?

H. Baptism

As he that sees a dark and shady grove, Stays not, but looks beyond it on the sky;


My stock lies dead and no increaseDoth my dull husbandry improve:

Good Friday

O my chief good, How shall I measure out thy blood?


Lord, how couldst thou so much appeaseThy wrath for sin, as when man’s sight was dim,

Even – Song

Blest be the God of love, Who gave me eyes, and light, and power this day,


If as a flower doth spread and die, Thou wouldst extend me to some good,

Easter Wings

Lord, Who createdst man in wealth and store,Though foolishly he lost the same,

Easter Song

I got me flowers to straw Thy way, I got me boughs off many a tree;


Rise, heart, thy lord is risen. Sing his praise Without delays,


Throw away Thy rod, Throw away Thy wrath;


When my devotions could not pierce Thy silent ears;

Church Monuments

While that my soul repairs to her devotion,Here I intomb my flesh, that it betimes