Love
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
gultie of dust and sinne.
but quick-ey'd love, observing me grow slack
from my first entrance in,
drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning;
if I lacked anything.
a quest, I answer'd, worthy to be here;
love said, you shall be her.
I the unkinde, ungratefull? Ah my deare,
I cannot look on thee.
love took my hand and smiling did reply,
who mad the eyes but I?
Truth, but I have marr'd them:
let my shame
go where it doth deserve.
and know you not says love, who bares the blame?
my deare, then I will serve.
you must sit downe, says love, and taste my meat:
so I did sit and eat.
~ George Herbert
gultie of dust and sinne.
but quick-ey'd love, observing me grow slack
from my first entrance in,
drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning;
if I lacked anything.
a quest, I answer'd, worthy to be here;
love said, you shall be her.
I the unkinde, ungratefull? Ah my deare,
I cannot look on thee.
love took my hand and smiling did reply,
who mad the eyes but I?
Truth, but I have marr'd them:
let my shame
go where it doth deserve.
and know you not says love, who bares the blame?
my deare, then I will serve.
you must sit downe, says love, and taste my meat:
so I did sit and eat.
~ George Herbert
posted by tippingthevelvet @ 8:30 PM
2 Comments:
At 3:12 AM,
Anonymous said…
Absence of Fear
~ Jewel Kilcher
Inside my skin
There is this space
It twists and turns
It bleeds and aches
Inside my heart
There's an empty room
It's waiting for lightning
It's waiting for you
I am wanting and
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence
Of fear
Muscle and sinew
Velvet and stone
This vessel is haunted
It creaks and moans
My bones call to you
In a separate skin
I'll make myself translucent
To let you in
I am wanting and
I am needing you
To be here
Inside the absence
Of fear
There is the splendor of this
Secret inside of me
And it knows that you're no stranger
You're my gravity
My hands will adore you through all darkness
And they will lay you out in moonlight
And reinvent your name
I am wanting and
I am needing you
To be here
I need you near
Inside the absence
Of fear
At 10:33 AM,
Anonymous said…
Love
spacerI Corinthians 13:1-13
1: If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
2: And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3: If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4: Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
5: it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
6: it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
7: Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8: Love never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
9: For our knowledge is imperfect and our prophecy is imperfect;
10: but when the perfect comes, the imperfect will pass away.
11: When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
12: For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood.
13: So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
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