Francis Quarles
Francis Quarles
Francis Quarleswas an English poet most famous for his Emblem book aptly entitled Emblems...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth8 May 1592
art men fire
The worldly wisdom of the foolish man Is like a sieve, that does alone retain The grosser substance of the worthless bran: But thou, my soul, let thy brave thoughts disdain So coarse a purchase: O be thou a fan To purge the chaff, and keep the winnow'd grain: Make clean thy thoughts, and dress thy mixt desires: Thou art Heav'n's tasker, and thy God requires The purest of thy flow'r, as well as of thy fires.
wind fire rocks
Nor fire, nor rocks, can stop our furious minds, Nor waves, nor winds.
men thinking fire
How is the anxious soul of man befool'd in his desire, That thinks an hectic fever may be cool'd in flames of fire?
pride flames fire
O lust, thou infernal fire, whose fuel is gluttony; whose flame is pride, whose sparkles are wanton words; whose smoke is infamy; whose ashes are uncleanness; whose end is hell.
night sea fire
What money creates, money preserves: if thy wealth decays, thy honor dies; it is but a slippery happiness which fortunes can give, and frowns can take; and not worth the owning which a night's fire can melt, or a rough sea can drown.
two fire desire
When two agree in their desire, One sparke will set them both on fire.
wind fire soul
My soul, what's lighter than a feather? Wind. Than wind? The fire. And what than fire? The mind. What's lighter than the mind? A thought. Than thought? This bubble world. What than this bubble? Nought.
english-poet
The sufficiency of merit is to know that my merit is not sufficient.
advantage danger english-poet fear fears gives prevent spur
Let the fear of danger be a spur to prevent it; he that fears not, gives advantage to the danger.
english-poet sleeps
And he repents in thorns that sleeps in beds of roses.
appear art author divinely eternal falsely great printed though writ
The world's a book, writ by the eternal art - Of the great author printed in man's heart, 'Tis falsely printed, though divinely penned, And all the errata will appear at the end
silence purpose lasts
Let the words of a virgin, though in a good cause, and to as good purpose, be neither violent, many, nor first, nor last; it is less shame for a virgin to be lost in a blushing silence than to be found in a bold eloquence.
long levels glory
No labor is hard, no time is long, wherein the glory of eternity is the mark we level at.
perseverance lying doubt
The road to perseverance lies by doubt.