Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 87, by EDWARD TAYLOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Life! Life! What's that? It is a taske too hard Last Line: Will give my life and selfe to thee with joy. Subject(s): Life; Puritans In Literature | ||||||||
Life! Life! What's That? It is a Taske too hard For my Goose Quill with 'Bellisht Definitions To set it out: It would thereby be marrd: My inke would black it, though a gold Edition. Its Natures Principall, that makes all brisk, Peart, Flowerish, Glorious where it consists. Its such a Thing that makes all things in which It doth embower, and while they're with it fraught To be full Worthy, Beautifull and Rich While in them. But when Gone, they're good for naught. Where ere it is, its th'chiefest excellence: And where it is not, is no Worth, nor Sense. Its such a thing, that all things else attende. Earths Golden Fleece, and Flourish, Fruits, and Flower Of ery sort, their sweet Consent do sende, To Honour, and mentain it in its Tower. Heaven smiles on't and in 'ts Crystall Candle Stick Stand Sun, Moon, Stars blazing to Lighten it. It from the Worlds Birth runs unto its End Along Lifes Channells of each sort of things And all their peart Eyde beauty doth them send. What of all worldly Glory is the Spring, Whose brightest Flower of all this Beauty bright Is Humane Life. Oh! a most beautious sight. This Life adepts mans Person to be made All Glorious with shining Grace indeed, And in this glory in Gods Holy trade Of Grace unto his Glory to proceed. But oh! Sin fould this Glory: Man hath lost it: Death by a Sinfull Morsell killd and crost it. But oh! what Grace, my Blessed Lord, hast thou? What vallue sets't thou on mans life, now vile? Prize it thou dost 'bove all the world, that Now To save't from Death, thou leapest ore the Stile, Dy'dst in our Stead, that wee might still have Life Appeasing Justice, Ending thereby Strife. But oh! how precious is this Life of Man, Seing thou cam'st from heaven for this end That we might live, Do Satan what he can, Myselfe to thee, my Lord, I therefore give. Give me, Lord, Life and Grace to boot then I Will give My Life and Selfe to thee with Joy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE PREFACE by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 1 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 32 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 3 by EDWARD TAYLOR PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 56 by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: CHRIST'S REPLY by EDWARD TAYLOR GOD'S DETERMINATIONS: THE JOY OF CHURCH FELLOWSHIP RIGHTLY ATTENDED by EDWARD TAYLOR |
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