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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. In the Holy Nativity of our Lord
  2. Charitas Nimia; or, The Dear Bargain
  3. On the Prodigal
  4. On Mr. G. Herbert's Book
  5. On the Miracle of the Multiplied Loaves


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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