To these, whom Death again did wed,
This grave's the second Marriage-bed.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. An Epitaph upon Husband and Wife Who Died and Were Buried Together (l. 1-2). . . Seven Centuries of Poetry; Chaucer to Dylan Thomas. A. N. Jeffares, ed. (1955) Longmans, Green & Company.)

In her whole frame,
Have Nature all the Name,
Art and ornament the shame.
Her flattery,
Picture and Poesy,
Her counsell her owne vertue bee.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. Wishes to His Supposed Mistress (l. 97-102). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.)

Who ere shee bee,
That not impossible shee
That shall command my heart and mee;

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. Wishes to His Supposed Mistress (l. 1-3). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.)

They have left thee naked, Lord, O that they had!
This garment too I wish they had deny'd.
Thee with thy self they have too richly clad;
Opening the purple wardrobe in thy side.
O never could there be garment too good
For thee to wear, but this of thine own Blood.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. Upon the Body of Our Blessed Lord, Naked and Bloody (l. 1-6). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).)

What heaven-entreated heart is this
Stands trembling at the gate of bliss;
Holds fast the door, yet dares not venture
Fairly to open it and enter?
Whose definition is a doubt
'Twixt life and death, 'twixt in and out?

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. To the Noblest and Best of Ladies, the Countess of Denbigh (l. 1-6). . . Seventeenth Century Poetry; the Schools of Donne and Jonson. Hugh Kenner, ed. (1964) Holt, Rinehart and Winston.)

Go, smiling souls, your new-built cages break,
In heaven you'll learn to sing, ere here to speak,
Nor let the milky fonts that bathe your thirst
Be your delay;
The place that calls you hence is, at the worst,
Milk all the way.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. To the Infant Martyrs (l. 1-6). . . Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.)

And now where e're he strayes
Among the Galilaean mountains,
Or more unwelcome wayes,
Hee's follow'd by two faithfull fountaines,
Two walking Baths, two weeping motions;
Portable and compendious Oceans.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. Saint Mary Magdalene (l. 109-114). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.)

Every Morne from hence,
A brisk Cherub something sips,
Whose sacred influence
Adds sweetnes to his sweetest lips,
Then to his Musick, and his song
Tastes of his breakefast all day long.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. Saint Mary Magdalene (l. 25-30). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.)

Welcome, all wonders in one night!
Eternity shut in a span,
Summer in winter, day in night,
Heaven in earth, and God in man.
Great Little One! Whose all-embracing birth
Lifts earth to heaven, stoops heaven to earth.

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. In the Holy Nativity of Our Lord God (l. 79-84). . . Seventeenth-Century Verse and Prose, Vols. I-II. Vol. I: 1600-1660; Vol. II: 1660-1700. Helen C. White, Ruth C. Wallerstein, and Ricardo Quintana, eds. (1951, 1952) The Macmillan Company.)

O thou undaunted daughter of desires!
By all thy dower of lights and fires;
By all the eagle in thee, all the dove;
By all thy lives and deaths of love;
By thy large draughts of intellectual day,
And by thy thirsts of love more large then they;
By all thy brim-fill'd Bowls of fierce desire,
By thy last Morning's draught of liquid fire;
By the full kingdom of that final kiss
That seiz'd thy parting Soul, and seal'd thee his;

(Richard Crashaw (1613?-1649), British poet. The Flaming Heart (l. 93-102). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).)