George Herbert - The Temple (1633)

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I envy no man's nightingale or spring;
Nor let them punish me with loss of rhyme,
Who plainly say, My God, My King.

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Sink not in spirit; who aimeth at the sky
Shoots higher much than he that means a tree.

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Enrich my heart, mouth, hands in me, With faith, with hope, with charity, That I may run, rise, rest with Thee.

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Nothing wears clothes, but Man; nothing doth need But he to wear them.

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By all means use sometimes to be alone.
Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear.

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Man stole the fruit, but I must climb the tree.

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If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains. If well, the pain doth fade, the joy remains.

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Drink not the third glass, which thou canst not tame,
When once it is within thee.

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Surely if each one saw another's heart, There would be no commerce, No sale or bargain pass: all would disperse And live apart.

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The fineness which a hymn or psalm affords
If when the soul unto the lines accords.

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In thy discourse, if thou desire to please;
All such is courteous, useful, new, or wittie:
Usefulness comes by labour, wit byease;
Courtesie grows in court; news in the citie.

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Laugh not too much; the witty man laughs least: For wit is news only to ignorance. Lesse at thine own things laugh; lest in the jest Thy person share, and the conceit advance.

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A verse may finde him, who a sermon flies
And turns delight into a sacrifice

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Resort to sermons, but to prayers most: Praying's the end of preaching.

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Sundays observe; think when the bells do chime,
'T is angels' music.

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By no means run in debt: take thine own measure.
Who cannot live on twenty pound a year,
Cannot on forty.

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The worst speak something good; if all want sense,
God takes a text, and preacheth Pa-ti-ence.

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Rise, heart; thy Lord is risen. Sing His praise Without delays, Who takes thee by the hand, that thou likewise With Him mayst rise: That, as His death calcined thee to dust, His life may make thee gold, and, much more, just.

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Most things move th' under-jaw, the crocodile not. Most things sleep lying, th' elephant leans or stands.

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Trust no friend with that you need fear him if he were your enemy.

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