Edmund Waller

That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a read more

That eagle's fate and mine are one,
Which, on the shaft that made him die,
Espied a feather of his own,
Wherewith he wont to soar so high.

All human things
Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

All human things
Of dearest value hang on slender strings.

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er;
So calm are we when passions are no more!

The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er;
So calm are we when passions are no more!

Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapours which the head invade
And keeps that palace of read more

Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapours which the head invade
And keeps that palace of the soul serene.

His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.

His love at once and dread instruct our thought;
As man He suffer'd and as God He taught.