The uncompleted edition of Wither's poems, ed. by J.M. Gutch. 4 vols, Volym 1

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Sida 420 - No fancies hatched in my own weak brain, Nor private spirits ; but am ruled by The Scriptures, and that church authority, Which with the ancient faith doth best agree ; But new opinions will not down with me. When I would learn I never greatly care, So truth they teach me, who my teachers...
Sida 401 - Yet I confess, in this my pilgrimage, I like some infant am of tender age. For as the child who from his father hath...
Sida 409 - For many books I care not, and my store Might now suffice me, though I had no more Than God's two Testaments, and then withal That mighty volume which the world we call...
Sida 371 - That can provide an hour's sad talk in prose For any funeral, and then go dine, And choke my grief with sugar-plums and wine. I cannot at the claret sit and laugh, And then, half tipsy, write an epitaph. I cannot for reward adorn the hearse Of some old rotten miser with my verse ; Nor, like the poetasters of the time, Go howl a doleful elegy in rhyme For every lord or ladyship that dies, And then perplex their heirs to patronise My muddy poesy.
Sida 402 - One while my ways are pleasant unto me, Another while as full of cares they be. I doubt and hope, and doubt and hope again, And many a change of passion I sustain In this my journey, so that now and then I lost, perhaps, may seem to other men. Yea, to myself awhile, when sins impure Do my Redeemer's love from me obscure. But whatsoe'er betide, I know full well, My Father, who above the clouds doth dwell, An eye upon his wandering child doth cast, And he will fetch me to my home at last.
Sida x - I did, as other idle freshmen do, Long to go see the Bell of Osney too ; And yet for certainty I cannot tell That e'er I drank at Aristotle's Well : And that perhaps may be the reason why I know so little in Philosophy." 1 From such pursuits,2 and "the Tennis-ball," at which he "achieved some cunning," his tutor (whether Warner or some other) summoned him to work.
Sida 401 - Here goes, there runs, and yon amazed stays ; Then cries, and straight forgets his care, and plays ; Then, hearing where his loving father calls, Makes haste, but, through a zeal ill-guided, falls ; Or runs some other way, until that he (Whose love is more than his endeavours be), To seek the wanderer, forth himself doth come, And take him in his arms, and bear him home. So in this life, this grove of Ignorance, As to my homeward I myself advance, Sometimes...
Sida 285 - Weakness and ignorance have wronged it sore ; But what need any man therein speak more Than divine Sidney hath already done ? For whom, though he deceased ere I begun, I have oft sighed, and bewailed my fate, That brought...
Sida 447 - My mind's my kingdom, and I will permit No other's will to have the rule of it. For I am free ; and no man's power, I know, Did make me thus, nor shall unmake me now.
Sida 201 - Beef, mutton, lamb, or such like butchers' meat, If that they cannot feed of capon, swan, Duck, goose, or common household poultry ; then Their store-house will not very often fail To yield them partridge, pheasant, plover, quaile, Or any dainty...

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