Poems of Henry Vaughan, Silurist, Volume IIVaughan, Henry
General
Poems of Henry Vaughan, Silurist, Volume II
Vaughan, Henry
Poetry
Farewell! I go to sleep; but when i. 73
Farewell thou true and tried reflection ii. 276
Farewell, you everlasting hills! I'm cast i. 43
Father of lights! what sunny seed, i. 189
Feeding on fruits which in the heavens do grow, ii. 291
Flaccus, not so: that worldly he ii. 152
Fool that I was! to believe blood ii. 209
For shame desist, why shouldst thou seek my fall? ii. 200
Fortune--when with rash hands she quite turmoils ii. 134
Fresh fields and woods! the Earth's fair face ii. 252
From fruitful beds and flow'ry borders, ii. 272
From the first hour the heavens were made ii. 296
Go catch the ph[oe]nix, and then bring ii. 217
Go, go, quaint follies, sugar'd sin, i. 113
Go, if you must! but stay--and know ii. 222
Had I adored the multitude and thence ii. 169
Hail, sacred shades! cool, leafy house! ii. 26
Happy is he, that with fix'd eyes ii. 224
Happy that first white age! when we ii. 138
Happy those early days, when I i. 59
Have I so long in vain thy absence mourn'd? ii. 309
He that thirsts for glory's prize, ii. 140
Here holy Anselm lives in ev'ry page, ii. 298
Here, take again thy sackcloth! and thank heav'n ii. 83
Here the great well-spring of wash'd souls, with beams ii. 313
His deep, dark heart--bent to supplant-- ii. 292
Hither thou com'st: the busy wind all night i. 207
How could that paper sent, ii. 307
How is man parcell'd out! how ev'ry hour i. 139
How kind is Heav'n to man! if here i. 107
How oft have we beheld wild beasts appear ii. 325
How rich, O Lord, how fresh Thy visits are! i. 105
How shrill are silent tears! when sin got head i. 124
I am confirm'd, and so much wing is given ii. 79
I call'd it once my sloth: in such an age ii. 58
I cannot reach it; and my striving eye i. 249
I did but see thee! and how vain it is ii. 90
I have consider'd it; and find i. 90
I have it now: i. 238
I knew it would be thus! and my just fears ii. 94
I knew thee not, nor durst attendance strive ii. 87
I saw beneath Tarentum's stately towers ii. 296
I saw Eternity the other night i. 150
I see the Temple in thy pillar rear'd; i. 261
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