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Poem by Richard Crashaw


A Song


Lord, when the sense of thy sweet grace  
 Sends up my soul to seek thy face.  
Thy blessed eyes breed such desire,  
I dy in loveТs delicious Fire.  
 O love, I am thy Sacrifice.          
Be still triumphant, blessed eyes.  
Still shine on me, fair suns! that I  
Still may behold, though still I dy.  
 
   Though still I dy, I live again;  
Still longing so to be still slain,        
So gainfull is such losse of breath.  
I dy even in desire of death.  
 Still live in me this loving strife  
Of living Death and dying Life.  
For while thou sweetly slayest me        
Dead to my selfe, I live in Thee.



Richard Crashaw


Richard Crashaw's other poems:
  1. Charitas Nimia; or, The Dear Bargain
  2. In the Holy Nativity of our Lord
  3. On the Prodigal
  4. On Mr. G. Herbert's Book
  5. The Tear


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Mark Akenside A Song ("The Shape alone let others prize")
  • William Davenant A Song ("O thou that sleep'st like pig in straw")
  • Edwin Arnold A Song ("Once Ч and only once Ч you gave")
  • George Crabbe A Song ("As Chloe fair, a new-made bride")
  • Eleanor Farjeon A Song ("It means so little to you")
  • Robert Binyon A Song ("For Mercy, Courage, Kindness, Mirth")
  • Oliver Holmes A Song ("WHEN the Puritans came over")
  • Lizette Reese A Song ("Oh, Love, he went a-straying")
  • Helen Williams A Song ("No riches from his scanty store")

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