SWeetest of sweets, I thank you: when displeasure Did through my bodie wound my minde, You took me thence, and in your house of pleasure A daintie lodging me assignd. Now I in you without a bodie move, Rising and falling with your wings: We both together sweetly live and love, Yet say sometimes,God help poore Kings. Comfort, Ile die; for if you poste from me, Sure I shall do so,and much more: But if I travell in your companie, You know the way to heavens doore.
"Already in The Mount of Olives (1652) Vaughan called Herbert a most glorious true Saint, and a Seer, mentioning especially his incomparable prophetick Poems, and particularly these, Church-musick, Church-rents and schisms, The Church militant, and quoting Life in full. In the preface to the enlarged edition of Silex Scintillans (1655) he attributes his conversion to sacred poetry to the blessed man, Mr. George Herbert, whose holy life and verse gained many pious Converts, (of whom I am the least). [Hutchinson, F. E. The Works of George Herbert. xli.] See Vaughans poems "I saw Eternity the other night" and "The World."
Music: Orlande de Lassus (c.1532-94, Flemish), "Music Is The Highest Gift Of God."
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