By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself: see what thy soul doth wear. Dare to look in thy chest; for 'Tis thine own: And tumble up and down what thou findst there. Who cannot rest till he good fellows find, he breaks up house, turns out of doors his mind.
By all means use sometimes to be alone. Salute thyself: see what thy soul doth wear.
Never was a miser a brave soul.
Love bade me welcome, but my soul drew back.
Church bells beyond the stars heard, the soul's blood, The land of spices; something understood.
Summe up at night what thou hast done by day; And in the morning what thou hast to do. Dresse and undresse thy soul; mark the decay And growth of it; if, with thy watch, that too Be down then winde up both; since we shall be Most surely judg'd, make thy accounts agree.
Corn is cleaned with wind, and the Soul with chastening
Sorrow was all my soul; I scarce believed, Till grief did tell me roundly, that I lived.
Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timbered, never gives; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly lives.
The fineness which a hymn or psalm affords If when the soul unto the lines accords.
Only a sweet and virtuous soul, like seasoned timber, never gives.
God's breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage.
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