Robert Southwell Quotes

• The path to Heaven is narrow, rough and full of wearisome and trying ascents, nor can it be trodden without great toil; and therefore wrong is their way, gross their error, and assured their ruin who, after the testimony of so many thousands of saints, will not learn where to settle their footing.

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  Errors, Heaven, Trying

  Saint Robert Southwell (1822). “Mary Magdalen's Funeral Tears: The Triumphs Over Death; and An Epistle of Comfort”, p.144

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• God gave Himself to you: give yourself to God.

  Robert Southwell

  Fe, Inspiración, Dar

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• No donde respiro, sino donde amo, vivo.

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  Love, Breathe, Live Love

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.68

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• When Fortune smiles, I smile to think how quickly she will frown.

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  Smile, Thinking, Frowning

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The Poetical Works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.59

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• The saddest birds a season find to sing,The roughest storm a calm may soon allay;Thus with succeeding turns God tempereth all,That men may hope to rise yet fear to fall.

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  Fall, Men, Bird

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.47

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• Christianity is warfare, and Christians are spiritualsoldiers.

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  Faith, Christian, Warfare

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• Few have all they need, none all they wish.

  Robert Southwell

  Wish, Needs

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• I feel no care of coin,Well-doing is my wealth;My mind to me an empire is,While grace affordeth health.

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  Grace, Mind, Coins

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The Poetical Works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.58

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• What thought can think, another thought can mend.

  Robert Southwell

  Pensar

  Robert Southwell (1856). “Poetical Works”, p.49

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• My conscience is my crown,Contented thoughts my rest;My heart is happy in itself,My bliss is in my breast.Enough I reckon wealth;A mean the surest lot,That lies too high for base contempt,Too low for envy's shot.

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  Lying, Heart, Mean

  Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the rev. Robert Southwell, now first completely ed. by W. B. Turnbull”, p.57

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• Where sin was hatch'd, let tears now wash the nest, Where life was lost, recover life with cries.

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  Tears, Saint, Nests

  "The poetical works of the Rev. Robert Southwell".

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• Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,A brief wherein all marvels summèd lie,Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.

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  Mentira, Hombres, Espejos

  Robert Southwell, “Look Home”

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• Los tiempos se suceden y las oportunidades cambian de rumbo, de lo malo a lo bueno, de lo mejor a lo peor.

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  Chance, Foul, Turns

  'Times go by Turns' (1595).

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• Shun delays, they breed remorse;Take thy time while time is lent thee;Creeping snails have weakest force,Fly their fault lest thou repent thee.Good is best when soonest wrought,Linger'd labours come to nought.

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  Delay, Faults, Force

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• I wealthiest am when richest in remorse.

  Robert Southwell

  Saint, Remorse

  Saint Robert Southwell (1872). “The Complete Poems of Robert Southwell”, p.40

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• Plough not the seas, sow not the sands,Leave off your idle pain;Seek other mistress for your minds,Love's service is in vain.

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  Pain, Mind Love, Sea

  Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the rev. Robert Southwell, now first completely ed. by W. B. Turnbull”, p.65

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• Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure.

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  Inspiración, Divertido, Hombres

  Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the rev. Robert Southwell, now first completely ed. by W. B. Turnbull”, p.60

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• No joy so great but runneth to an end,No hap so hard but may in fine amend.

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  Joy, May, Ends

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The poetical works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.47

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• As in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow,Surprised I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear.

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  Heart, Eye, Winter

  "The Burning Babe" l. 1 (ca. 1590)

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• My mind to me an empire is.

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  Mind, Empires

  Saint Robert Southwell, William Joseph Walter (1817). “St. Peter's Complaint: And Other Poems”, p.55

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• Behold a silly tender babe,In freezing winter night,In homely manger trembling lies;Alas! a piteous sight.

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  Lying, Silly, Winter

  Saint Robert Southwell, William Joseph Walter (1817). “St. Peter's Complaint: And Other Poems”, p.47

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• Mi pecho intachable es el horno, el combustible espinas que hieren;El amor es el fuego y suspira el humo, las cenizas vergüenza y escarnio;El combustible lo pone la Justicia, y la Misericordia sopla las brasas;El metal de este horno forjado son las almas mancilladas de los hombres.

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  Blow, Love Is, Men

  Robert Southwell (1856). “Poetical Works”, p.98

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• Time wears all his locks before,Take thy hold upon his forehead;When he flies he turns no more,And behind his scalp is naked.Works adjourn'd have many stays,Long demurs breed new delays.

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  Long, Naked, Locks

  Saint Robert Southwell (1856). “The Poetical Works of the Rev. Robert Southwell”, p.60

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• Lingering labors come to naught.

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  Procrastination, Labor, Lingering

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