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The Complete Poems of Robert Southwell, S.J.: For the First Time Fully ...
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Pāgina xxv - Complaint and those other serious poems said to be father Southwell's ; the English whereof, as it is most proper, so the sharpness and light of wit is very rare in them.
Pāgina xcvii - And because the best course to let them see the errour of their...
Pāgina l - For none of us lives to himself, and no one dies to himself. For if we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. Therefore, whether we live or die, we are the Lord's.
Pāgina 54 - Christs death Sith my life from life is parted: Death come take thy portion. Who survives, when life is murdred, Lives by meere extortion. All that live, and not in God: 5 Couch their life in deaths abod.
Pāgina 149 - scape shall have no way. Oh ! grant me grace, O God, that I My life may mend, sith I must die.
Pāgina lxxxv - That Southwell was hanged ; yet so he had written that piece of his, the Burning Babe, he would have been content to destroy many of his.
Pāgina xcii - Eesolving service to his God's behest, And ever musing how to serve Him best. Not old, nor young; with manhood's gentlest grace; Pale to transparency the pensive face, Pale not with sickness, but with studious thought, The body tasked, the fine mind overwrought; With something faint and fragile in the whole, As though 'twere but a lamp to hold a souL Such was the friend who came to La Garaye, And Claud and Gertrude lived to bless the day!
Pāgina 58 - His will was followed with performing word. Let this suffice, by this conceive the rest: He should, he could, he would, he did the best.
Pāgina 147 - I see the bones across that lie, Yet little think that I must die. I read the label underneath, That telleth me whereto I must ; I see the sentence eke that saith ' Remember, man, that thou art dust ! ' But yet, alas, but seldom I Do think indeed that I must die.