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Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore
Of nicely calculated less or more.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
The feather, whence the pen
Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
Dropped from an Angel's wing.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
But who would force the soul tilts with a straw
Against a champion cased in adamant.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
Babylon,
Learned and wise, hath perished utterly,
Nor leaves her speech one word to aid the sigh
That would lament her.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
Where music dwells
Lingering and wandering on as loth to die,
Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof
That they were born for immortality.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
Habit rules the unreflecting herd.
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As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear
Into the Avon, Avon to the tide
Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas,
Into main ocean they, this deed accurst,
An emblem yields to friends and enemies
How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified
By truth, shall spread throughout the world dispersed.
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)
Part III, No. 5 — Walton's Book of Lives
Ecclesiastical Sonnets (1821)