The Complete Works of Richard Crashaw, Volume II

There is some obscurity in these Donne- or Ben-Jonson-like rugged lines, but none as to the opinions of their writer on Popery. Thus up to 1634 at least, or until his twenty-sec...

Robert Shelford, 'of Ringsfield in Suffolk, Priest,' was another '_suspect_:' as in Huntley's [ = Prynne] _Breviate_ (3d ed. 1637, p. 308) we read, 'Master Shelford hath of late...

'Disdainefull wretch, how hath one bold sinne cost Thee all the beauties of thy once bright eyes! How hath _one black eclipse cancell'd and crost The glories that did gild thee...

Of our Worthy's numerous Writings I have made out a careful enumeration, inasmuch as the usual bibliographical authorities (as Lowndes and Hazlitt) are exceedingly empty; but I...

To thee by its own vows 'tis bound, And now repays thee. At the shrine Whose cry so well thy ears hath found Long, long may prayer and praise be thine!

Quin et tu quoque busta tui Phoenicis adora; Tu quoque fer tristes, mens mea, delicias. Si nec aromata sunt, nec quod tibi fragrat amomum; Qualis Magdalina est messis odora manu...

His homage to the Virgin is put into words that pass the bounds which we Protestants set to the 'blessed among women' in her great renown, and even while a Protestant Crashaw fe...

Lo here the faire Chariclea, in whom strove So false a fortune and so true a love! Now after all her toyles by sea and land, O may she but arrive at your white hand! Her hopes a...

However high in Thy great love Thou wingest, And whatsoe'er within Thy hand Thou bringest, Against Thee, with its thunders, stands the world, Sign answering sign; Sin's banners...

Felix o, sacros cui sic licet ire per artus; Felix, dum lavat hunc, ipsa lavatur aqua. Gutta quidem sacros quaecunque perambulat artus, Dum manet hic, gemma est; dum cadit hinc,...

Sive oculos, sive ora vocem tua vulnera; certe Undique sunt ora, heu, undique sunt oculi. Ecce ora, o nimium roseis florentia labris! Ecce oculi, saevis ah madidi lacrymis! Magd...

Siste te paulum, viator, ubi longum sisti Necesse erit, huc nempe properare te scias quocunque properas. Morae pretium erit Et lacrymae, Si jacere hic scias Gulielmum Splendidae...

Ecce tuus, Natura, pater; pater hic tuus hic est: Ille, uterus matris quem tenet, ille pater. Pellibus exiguis arctatur Filius ingens, Quem tu non totum, crede, nec ipsa capis....

That Faith which only justifies A sinner as in guilt he lies, Bow'd aneath the awful blood, Clinging to the uplifted rood, Is not alone so as nor Love Nor heavenly Hope may in i...

Hath only Anger an omnipotence In eloquence? Within the lips of Love and Joy doth dwell No miracle? Why else had Balaam's asse a tongue to chide His master's pride, And thou, he...

Thrice-happy souls, to whom the prize is given, Whom faith and truth have lifted into heaven: Gift of the heavenly Martyrs' dying breath, Gift of a Faith that burst the gates of...

On this vile theme thee we congratulate, O golden Muse, pleasing and delicate; This fair white vileness, Muse, which by its own Or name or face is now no longer known. For, char...

What art thou? What new device, Globe, chance-fashion'd in a trice, Into brief existence bounding, Perfectly thy circle rounding? As when Cypris, her breast smiting-- Virgin sti...

Ut magis in mundi votis aviumque querelis Jam veniens solet esse dies, ubi cuspide prima Palpitat, et roseo lux praevia ludit ab ortu; Cum nec abest Phoebus, nec Eois laetus hab...

Alas, how brief and grudg'd our Spring! Ah, flow'ry days how vanishing! E'en so ye hasten on and on With an unceasing motion. And thou, sweet Beauty, brightly flashing, But all...

'Awake, my soul, and come away! Put on thy best array; Least if thou longer stay, Thou lose some minitts of so blest a day. Goe run, And bid good-morrow to the sun; Welcome his...

Squammea vivae Lubrica terga ratis Jam conscendet Arion. Merces tam nova solvitur Navis quam nova scanditur. Illa Aerea est merces, haec est et aquatica navis. Perdidere illum v...

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Serta, puer; quis nunc flores non praebeat hortus? Texe mihi facili pollice serta puer. Quid tu nescio quos narras mihi; stulte, Decembres Quid mihi cum nivibus? da mihi serta,...

The late laborious and accurate Joseph Hunter, in his MS. collections yclept Chorus Vatum, which by rare good fortune are preserved in the British Museum (Addl. MSS. 24.487, pp....

Dost thou lament that life, urg'd-on too quickly, Rolls round its course in hasting revolution? Dost blame the thrifty gods, when thou thyself art Lavish of lifetime? What thyse...