Francis Quarles

What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.

What treasures here do Mammon's sons behold!
Yet know that all that which glitters is not gold.

See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch read more

See, here's a shadow found; the human nature
Is made th' umbrella to the Deity,
To catch the sunbeams of thy just Creator;
Beneath this covert thou may'st safely lie.

Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy labor, and so thy labor sweeten thy read more

Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy labor, and so thy labor sweeten thy rest.

Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, read more

Our God and soldiers we alike adore ev'n at the brink of danger; not before: After deliverance, both alike requited, Our God's forgotten, and our soldiers slighted