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Robert Southwell Poems

  • Look Home
    Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
    As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
    Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,
    A brief wherein all marvels summed lie, ...
  • Man's Civil War
    MY hovering thoughts would fly to heaven
    And quiet nestle in the sky,
    Fain would my ship in Virtue's shore
    Without remove at anchor lie. ...
  • Upon The Image Of Death
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  • Content And Rich
    I dwell in Grace's court,
    Enriched with Virtue's rights;
    Faith guides my wit, Love leads my will,
    Hope all my mind delights....
  • A Child My Choice
    Let folly praise that fancy loves, I praise and love that Child
    Whose heart no thought, whose tongue no word, whose hand no deed defiled.

    I praise Him most, I love Him best, all praise and love is His;...
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Top 10 most used topics by Robert Southwell

Joy 8 God 7 Love 6 I Love You 6 Heaven 6 Heart 5 Mind 5 Death 4 Force 4 Fear 4


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Acrimonyand: — saint robert southwell
Jesuitnews: he was admitted into the society of jesus as a lay brother by jesuit father henry garnet, whom he served for many years. he also served with other famous jesuits, including edmund campion and robert southwell.
Littlevillagehq: thank you st robert southwell catholic primary & nursery school for organising a donation drive earlier this month. if you would like to donate, visit
Kitsquotebot: a catholic disciple of robert southwell. that's why i brought him.
Bernsmusic123: a jesuit missionary priest to elizabethan england during a time of great persecution of the catholic faith, saint robert southwell was renowned even during his lifetime for his spiritual writings, poetry and zeal for the faith of our fathers
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