Richard Crashaw quotes

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. (Richard Crashaw)
Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye, In shady leaves of destiny. View quote
Richard Crashaw
A happy soul, that all the way To heaven hath a summer's day. View quote
Richard Crashaw
Love's great artillery. View quote
Richard Crashaw
Sydneian showers Of sweet discourse, whose powers Can crown old Winter's head with flowers. View quote
Richard Crashaw
Life that dares send A challenge to his end, And when it comes, say, Welcome, friend! View quote
Richard Crashaw
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me. View quote
Richard Crashaw
The modest front of this small floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can,- "Here lies a truly honest man!”. View quote
Richard Crashaw
Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow From a fore-spent night of sorrow. View quote
Richard Crashaw
The conscious water saw its God and blushed. View quote
Richard Crashaw