My life’s star

My life’s star

The soul that rises with us, our life’s star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God who is our home: Heaven lies about us in our infancy!...
Reason, master of what I fancy

Reason, master of what I fancy

Fancy next her office holds but know that in the soul are many lesser faculties, that serve reason as chief. Among these fancy next her office holds; of all external things, which the five watchful senses represent, she forms imaginations, aery shapes, which reason,...
Sweet dreams

Sweet dreams

O let my soul, whose keys I must deliver Into the hands of senseless dreams, Which knowing thee, suck in thy beams And wake with thee for ever.   George Herbert (1593-1633).
Life is rounded with a sleep

Life is rounded with a sleep

Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all...
Old age: make it bright

Old age: make it bright

Gotten past the day I will give thanks, O Lord. The evening draweth nigh: Make it bright.   There is an evening, as of the Day, so also life; The evening of life is old age: Old age hath overtaken Me: make it bright.   Abide with me, O Lord, For even now it is towards...