Francis Quarles Long Poems
- 1. Sonnets
Mors Christi.
And am I here, and my Redeemer gone ?
Can he be dead, and is not my life done ?
... - 2. Why Dost Thou Shade Thy Lovely Face?
1 Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? Oh, why
2 Does that eclipsing hand so long deny
3 The sunshine of thy soul-enliv'ning eye?
... - 3. From 'the History Of Samson'
The Argument.
He goes to Timnah : as he went
He slew a lyon by the way;
... - 4. My Beloved Is Mine And I Am His
Even like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton stream,
And having ranged and searched a thousand nook
Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames
... - 5. An Ecstacy
E'EN like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks,
Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames,
... - 6. A Divine Rapture
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks,
Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames,
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