Nights, sweet as they, Made short by lovers play, Yet long by the absence of the day.Collection: Love
And when life's sweet fable ends, soul and body part like friends; no quarrels, murmurs, no delay; a kiss, a sigh, and so away.Collection: Death
Nothing speaks our grief so well as to speak nothing.Collection: Grief
Two went to pray? Better to say one went to brag, the other to pray.Collection: Two
All thy old woes shall now smile on thee, and thy pains sit bright on thee. All thy sorrows here shall shine and thy sufferings be divine; Tears shall take comfort and turn to gems and wrongs repent to diadems Even thy deaths shall live and new dress the soul that once they slew.Collection: Pain
Heaven's great artillery.Collection: Life
Hark! She is called, the parting hour is come. Take thy farewell, poor world! Heaven must go home. . . .Collection: Farewell
Thou water turn'st to wine, fair friend of life; Thy foe, to cross the sweet arts of Thy reign, Distils from thence the tears of wrath and strife, And so turns wine to water back again.Collection: Sweet
A pillow for thee will I bring,Stuffed with down of angel's wing.Collection: Angel
Locked up from mortal eye in shady leaves of destiny.Collection: Future
Eyes that displace the neighbor diamond, and outface that sunshine by their own sweet grace.Collection: Sweet
In love's field was never found A nobler weapon than a wound.Collection: Weapons