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Henry Vaughan - Silence And Stealth Of Days
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Silence, and stealth of days! `tis now 
            Since thou art gone, 
Twelve hundred hours, and not a brow 
            But clouds hang on. 
As he that in some cave`s thick damp 
            Lockt from the light, 
Fixeth a solitary lamp, 
            To brave the night, 
And walking from his sun, when past 
            That glim`ring ray 
Cuts through the heavy mists in haste 
            Back to his day, 
So o`r fled minutes I retreat 
            Unto that hour 
Which show`d thee last, but did defeat 
            Thy light, and power, 
I search, and rack my soul to see 
            Those beams again, 
But nothing but the snuff to me 
            Appeareth plain; 
That dark and dead sleeps in its known 
            And common urn, 
But those fled to their Maker`s throne 
            There shine and burn; 
O could I track them! but souls must 
            Track one the other, 
And now the spirit, not the dust, 
            Must be thy brother. 
Yet I have one Pearl by whose light 
            All things I see, 
And in the heart of earth and night 
            Find heaven and thee.
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