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Richard Crashaw (1613 – 1649)


English poet, styled "the divine," was part of the Seventeenth-century Metaphysical School of poets.
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Richard Crashaw
Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
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Where’er she lie,
Locked up from mortal eye,
In shady leaves of destiny.
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Sydneian showers
Of sweet discourse, whose powers
Can crown old Winter’s head with flowers.




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A happy soul, that all the way
To heaven hath a summer’s day.
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Whoe’er she be,
That not impossible she,
That shall command my heart and me.
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The conscious water saw its God and blushed.
Richard Crashaw
Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life;
Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign,
Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife,
And so turns wine to water back again.
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Life that dares send
A challenge to his end,
And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend!
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The modest front of this small floor,
Believe me, reader, can say more
Than many a braver marble can,—
“Here lies a truly honest man!”
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