Christopher Smart

Glorious the northern lights astream; Glorious the song, when God's the theme; Glorious the thunder's roar: Glorious hosanna from the den; Glorious the catholic amen; Glorious the martyr's gore.

Glorious the sun in mid-career; Glorious th' assembled fires appear.

But stronger still, in earth and air, And in the sea, the man of pray'r; And far beneath the tide; And in the seat to faith assigned, Where ask is have, where seek is find, Where knock is open wide.

For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes. For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him. For he is of the …

For I will consider my Cat Jeoffry. For he is the servant of the Living God duly and daily serving him.

For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.

For the flower glorifies God and the root parries the adversary. For the flowers have their angels even the words of God's Creation.

Ma'm, architecture you're not skill'd in, I don't approve your way of building; In this there's nothing like design, Pray learn the use of Gunter's line.

Too hard for any frog's digestion, To have his froghood call'd in question!

Well of all dogs it stands confess'd, Your English bull dogs are the best.

Behind him came Health from her cottage of thatch, Where never physician had lifted the latch.

Night with all her negro train, Took possession of the plain; In an hearse she rode reclin'd. Drawn by screech-owls slow and blind: Close to her, with printless feet, Crept Stillness in a winding sheet.

Thus when a barber and collier fight, The barber beats the luckless collier—white; The dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack, And, big with vengeance, beats the barber—black. In comes the brick-dust man, with grime o’erspread, And beats …