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# New Hampshire, a Poem with Notes and Grace Notes/Fire and Ice

FIRE AND ICE
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
# Modeste Mignon/Dedication

To a Polish Lady.
 Daughter of an enslaved land, angel through love, witch through  fancy, child by faith, aged by experience, man in brain, woman in  heart, giant by hope, mother through sorrows, poet in thy dreams,  —to thee belongs this book, in which thy love, thy fancy, thy  experience, thy sorrow, thy hope, thy dreams, are the warp through  which is shot a woof less brilliant than the poesy of thy soul,  whose expression, when it shines upon thy countenance, is, to  those who love thee, what the characters of a lost language are to  scholars.
 De Balzac.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/An Evening Hymn (1697)

An Evening HYMN.
GLORY to Thee my God, this night, For all the Blessings of the Light; Keep me, O keep me, King of Kings, Under Thy own Almighty Wings.
​Forgive me Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done, That with the World, my self, and Thee, I, e'r I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread The Grave as little as my Bed; Teach me to die, that so I may Triumphing rise at the last day.
O may my Soul on Thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine Eye-lids close; Sleep that may me more vig'rous make, To serve my God when I awake.
When in the night I sleepless lie, My Soul with Heavenly Thoughts supply, Let no ill Dreams disturb my Rest, No powers of darkness me molest.
Dull sleep of Sense me to deprive, I am but half my days alive; Thy faithful Lovers, Lord, are griev'd To lie so long of Thee bereav'd.
But though sleep o'r my frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in chains, And now and then let loose my Heart, Till it an Hallelujah dart.
The faster sleep the sense does bind, The more unfetter'd is the Mind; O may my Soul from matter free! Thy unvail'd Goodness waking see.
O when shall I in endless day, For ever chase dark sleep away, And endless praise with th' Heavenly Choire, Incessant sing, and never tire?
​You my blest Guardian whilst I sleep, Close to my Bed your Vigils keep, Divine Love into me instill, Stop all the avenues of ill.
Thought to thought with my Soul converse, Celestial Joys to me rehearse, And in my stead all the night long, Sing to my God a grateful Song.
Praise God from whom all Blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below, Praise Him above y' Angelick Host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/A Midnight Hymn (1697)

A Midnight HYMN.
LORD, now my Sleep does me forsake, The sole possession of me take, Let no vain fancy me illude, No one impure desire intrude.
Blest Angels! while we silent lie, You Hallelujahs sing on high, You, ever wakeful near the Throne, Prostrate, adore the Three in One.
I now awake do with you joyn, To praise our God in Hymns Divine: With you in Heav'n I hope to dwell, And bid the Night and World farewell.
My Soul when I shake off this dust, Lord, in Thy Ams I will entrust; O make me Thy peculiar care, Some heav'nly Mansion me prepare.
Give me a place at Thy Saints feet, Or some fall'n Angel's vacant seat; I'll strive to sing as loud as they, Who sit above in brighter day.
​O may I always ready stand, With my Lamp burning in my hand, May I in sight of Heav'n rejoyce, When e'r I hear the Bridegroom's voice.
Glory to Thee in light arraid, Who light Thy dwelling place hast made, An immense Ocean of bright Beams, From Thy All-glorious Godhead streams.
The Sun, in its Meridian height, Is very darkness in Thy sight: My Soul, O lighten, and enflame, With Thought and Love of Thy great Name.
Blest Jesu, Thou on Heav'n intent, Whole Nights hast in Devotion spent, But I, frail Creature, soon am tir'd, And all my Zeal is soon expir'd.
My Soul, how canst thou weary grow Of Ante-dating Heav'n below, In sacred Hymns, and Divine Love, Which will Eternal be above?
Shine on me, Lord, new life impart, Fresh ardours kindle in my Heart; One ray of Thy All-quickning light Dispels the sloth and clouds of night.
Lord, lest the tempter me surprize, Watch over Thine own Sacrifice, All loose, all idle thoughts cast out, And make my very Dreams devout.
Praise God, from whom all Blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below, Praise Him above y' Angelick Host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns

MORNING, EVENING,
AND
MIDNIGHT HYMNS.
BY THOMAS KEN, D.D.
WITH AN INTRODUCTORY LETTER, BY
SIR ROUNDELL PALMER;
AND A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH, BY A LAYMAN.
London: DANIEL SEDGWICK, 81, SUN STREET, BISHOPSGATE; HAMILTON, ADAMS AND CO., PATERNOSTER ROW,
MDCCCLXIV.
* Introductory Letter
* Biographical Sketch

### Text of 1697

* A Morning Hymn
* An Evening Hymn
* A Midnight Hymn

### Text of 1712

* A Morning Hymn
* An Evening Hymn
* A Midnight Hymn
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/A Morning Hymn (1712)

[TEXT OF 1712.]
A Morning HYMN.
AWAKE, my Soul, and with the Sun, Thy daily Stage of Duty run, Shake off dull Sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy Morning Sacrifice.
Thy precious Time mispent, redeem, Each present Day thy last Esteem, Improve thy Talent with due Care, For the Great Day thy self prepare.
In Conversation be sincere, Keep Conseience as the Noon-tide clear. Think how All-seeing God thy ways, And all thy Secret Thoughts surveys.
By influence of the Light Divine, Let thy own Light to others Shine, Reflect all Heaven's propitious Rays, In ardent Love, and chearful Praise.
'Wake, and lift up thy self my Heart, And with the Angels bear thy part, Who all Night long unwearied sing, High Praise to the Eternal King.
I wake, I wake, ye Heavenly Choir, May your Devotion me inspire, That I, like you, my Age may spend, Like you may on my God attend.
May I, like you, in God delight, Have all Day long my God in sight, Perform like you my Maker's Will, O may I never more do Ill.
​Had I your Wings to Heaven I'd fly, But God shall that Defect supply, And my Soul wing'd with warm Desire, Shall all Day long to Heaven aspire.
All Praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refresh'd me whilst I slept, Grant, Lord, when I from Death shall wake, I may of endless Light partake.
I would not wake, nor rise again, Ev'a Heaven itself I would disdain, Were't not Thou there to be enjoy'd, And I in Hymns to be employ'd.
Heav'n is, dear Lord, where e'er Thou art, O never then from me depart: For to my Soul, 'tis Hell to be, But for one Moment void of Thee.
Lord, I my Vows to Thee renew, Disperse my Sins as Morning Dew, Guard my first Springs of Thought and Will, And with Thy self my Spirit fill.
Direct, controul, suggest, this Day, All I design, or do, or say, That all my Powers with all their Might, In Thy sole Glory may Unite.
Praise God from whom all Blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below, Praise Him above, ye Heavenly Host. Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/An Evening Hymn (1712)

An Evening HYMN.
ALL Praise to Thee, my God, this Night, For all the Blessings of the Light, Keep me, O keep me, King of Kings, Beneath thy own Almighty Wings.
​Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The Ill that I this Day have done; That with the World, my self, and Thee, I e're I sleep, at Peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread The Grave as little as my Bed; To die, that this vile Body may Rise glorious at the awful Day.
O! may my Soul on Thee repose, And may sweet Sleep mine Eye-lids close; Sleep, that may me more Vig'rous make, To serve my God when I awake.
When in the Night I sleepless lie, My Soul with Heavenly Thoughts supply; Let no ill Dreams disturb my Rest, No Powers of Darkness me molest.
Dull Sleep of Sense me to deprive, I am but half my Time alive, Thy faithful Lovers, Lord, are griev'd To lie so long of Thee bereav'd.
Yet tho' Sleep o'er my Frailty reigns, Let it not hold me long in Chains; And now and then let loose my Heart, Till it an Hallelujah dart.
The faster Sleep the Senses binds, The more unfetter'd are our Minds, O may my Soul from Matter free, Thy Loveliness unclouded see!
O when shall I in endless Day, For ever chase dark Sleep away, And Hymns with the Supernal Choir, Incessant sing, and never tire!
​O may my Guardian while I sleep, Close to my Bed his Vigils keep, His Love angelical instil, Stop all the Avenues of Ill.
May he Cœlestial Joy rehearse, And Thought to Thought with me converse, Or in my stead, all the Night long, Sing to my God a grateful Song.
Praise God from whom all Blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below, Praise Him above ye Heavenly Host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/A Midnight Hymn (1712)

A Midnight HYMN.
MY GOD, now I from Sleep awake, The sole Possession of me take, From Midnight Terrors me secure; And guard my Heart from Thoughts impure.
Bless'd Angels! while we silent lie, You Hallelujahs sing on high, You joyful hymn the ever Bless'd, Before the Throne and never rest.
I with your Choir Celestial join, In offering up a Hymn divine, With you in Heaven I hope to dwell, And bid the Night and World farewell;
My Soul, when I shake off this Dust, Lord, in Thy Arms I will intrust. O make me Thy peculiar Care, Some Mansion for my Soul prepare.
Give me a place at Thy Saints' Feet, Or some fall'n Angel's vacant Seat; I'll strive to sing as loud as they, Who sit above in brighter Day.
​O may I always ready stand, With my Lamp burning in my Hand; May I in sight of Heav'n rejoice, When e'er I hear the Bridegroom's Voice.
All Praise to Thee in Light array'd, Who Light thy dweling-place hast made. A boundless Ocean of bright Beams, From Thy All-glorious God-head streams.
The Sun in its Meridian height, Is very Darkness in Thy sight! My Soul, O lighten and inflame, With Thought and Love of Thy Great Name.
Bless'd Jesu, Thou on Heaven intent, Whole Nights hast in Devotion spent, But I, frail Creature, soon am tir'd, And all my Zeal is soon expir'd.
My Soul, how can'st thou weary grow, Of antedating Bliss below; In sacred Hymns, and Heavenly Love, Which will Eternal be above
Shine on me, Lord, new Life impart, Fresh Ardours kindle in my Heart; One Ray of Thy All-quick'ning Light, Dispels the Sloth and Clouds of Night.
Lord, lest the Tempter me surprize, Watch over Thine own Sacrifice: All loose, all idle Thoughts cast out, And make my very Dreams devout.
Praise God, from whom all Blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below Praise Him above ye Heavenly Host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
Printed for Daniel Sedgwick, 81, Sun Street, Bishopsgate, by Bowden & Brawn, 13, Princes Street, Holborn.
# Morning, Evening, and Midnight Hymns/A Morning Hymn (1697)

[TEXT OF 1697.]
A Morning HYMN.
AWAKE my Soul, and with the Sun, Thy daily stage of Duty run; Shake off dull Sloth, and early rise, To pay thy Morning Sacrifice.
Redeem thy mispent time that's past, Live this day, as if 'twere thy last: T'improve thy Talent take due care, 'Gainst the great Day thyself prepare.
Let all thy Converse be sincere, Thy Conscience as the Noon-day clear; Think how all-seeing God thy ways, And all thy secret Thoughts surveys.
Influenc'd by the Light Divine, Let thy own Light in good Works shine: Reflect all Heaven's propitious ways, In ardent Love, and chearful Praise.
Wake and lift up thy self my Heart, And with the Angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing, Glory to the Eternal King.
I wake, I wake, ye Heavenly Choire, May your Devotion me inspire, That I like you my Age may spend, Like you may on my God attend.
May I like you in God delight, Have all day long my God in sight, Perform like you my Maker's Will, O may I nevermore do ill.
​Had I your Wings, to Heaven I'd flie, But God shall that defect supply, And my Soul wing'd with warm desire, Shall all day long to H'eav'n aspire.
Glory to Thee who safe hast kept, And hast refresht me whilst I slept. Grant Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless Light partake.
I would not wake, nor rise again, Ev'n Heav'n it self I would disdain; Wer't not Thou there to be enjoy'd, And I in Hymns to be imploy'd.
Heav'n is, dear Lord, where e'r Thou art, O never then from me depart; For to my Soul 'tis Hell to be, But for one moment without Thee.
Lord I my vows to Thee renew, Scatter my sins as Morning dew, Guard my first springs of Thought and Will, And with Thy self my Spirit fill.
Direct, controul, suggest this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my Powers, with all their might, In Thy sole Glory may unite.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise Him all Creatures here below, Praise Him above y' Angelick Host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 47

47. But, as I had begun to say, whether the fruit an hundred-fold be virginity dedicated to God, or whether we are to understand that interval of fruitfulness in some other way, either such as we have made mention of, or such as we have not made mention of; yet no one, as I suppose, will have dared to prefer virginity to martyrdom, and no one will have doubted that this latter gift is hidden, if trial to test it be wanting. A virgin, therefore, hath a subject for thought, such as may be of profit to her for the keeping of humility, that she violate not that charity, which is above all gifts, without which assuredly whatever other gifts she shall have had, whether few or many, whether great or small, she is nothing. She hath, I say, a subject for thought, that she be not puffed up, that she rival not; forsooth that she so make profession that the virginal good is much greater and better than the married good, as that yet she know not whether this or that married woman be not already able to suffer for Christ, but herself as yet unable, and she herein spared, that her weakness is not put to the question by trial. “For God,” saith the Apostle, “is faithful, Who will not suffer you to be tried above what ye are able but will make with the trial a way out, that ye may be able to bear it.” Perhaps, therefore, those men or women keeping a way of married life praiseworthy in its kind, are already able, against an enemy forcing to unrighteousness, to contend even by tearing in pieces of bowels, and shedding of blood; but these men or women, continent from childhood, and making themselves eunuchs for the sake of the Kingdom of Heaven, still are not as yet able to endure such, either for righteousness, or for chastity itself. For it is one thing, for truth and an holy purpose, not to consent unto one who would persuade and flatter, but another thing not to yield even to one who tortures and strikes. These lie hid in the powers and strength of souls, by trial they are unfolded, by actual essay they come forth. In order, therefore, that each be not puffed up by reason of that, which he sees clearly that he can do, let him humbly consider that he knows not that there is perchance something more excellent which he cannot do, but that some, who neither have nor profess that of which he is lawfully self-conscious, are able to do this, which he himself cannot do. Thus will be kept, not by feigned but by true humility, “In honor preventing one another,” and, “esteeming each the other higher than himself.”

## Footnotes

* ↑ 1 Cor. x. 13
* ↑ Rom. xii. 10. [See R.V.]
* ↑ Phil. ii. 3
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 44

44. Next let not man, now that he knoweth that by the grace of God he is what he is, fall into another snare of pride, so as by lifting up himself for the very grace of God to despise the rest. By which fault that other Pharisee both gave thanks unto God for the goods which he had, and yet vaunted himself above the Publican confessing his sins. What therefore should a virgin do, what should she think, that she vaunt not herself above those, men or women, who have not this so great gift? For she ought not to feign humility, but to set it forth: for the feigning of humility is greater pride. Wherefore Scripture wishing to show that humility ought to be true, after having said, “By how much thou art great, by so much humble thyself in all things,” added soon after, “And thou shalt find grace before God:” assuredly where one could not humble one’s self deceitfully.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Ecclus. iii. 18
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 45

45. Wherefore what shall we say? is there any thought which a virgin of God may truly have, by reason of which she dare not to set herself before a faithful woman, not only a widow, but even married? I say not a reprobate virgin; for who knows not that an obedient woman is to be set before a disobedient virgin? But where both are obedient unto the commands of God, shall she so tremble to prefer holy virginity even to chaste marriage, and continence to wedded life, the fruit an hundred-fold to go before the thirty-fold? Nay, let her not doubt to prefer this thing to that thing; yet let not this or that virgin, obeying and fearing God, dare to set herself before this or that woman, obeying and fearing God; otherwise she will not be humble, and “God resisteth the proud!” What, therefore, shall she have in her thoughts? Forsooth the hidden gifts of God, which nought save the questioning of trial makes known to each, even in himself. For, to pass over the rest, whence doth a virgin know, although careful of the things of the Lord, how to please the Lord but that haply, by reason of some weakness of mind unknown to herself, she be not as yet ripe for martyrdom, whereas that woman, whom she rejoiced to set herself before, may already be able to drink the Cup of the Lord’s humiliation, which He set before His disciples, to drink first, when enamored of high place? Whence, I say, doth she know but that she herself be not as yet Thecla, that other be already Crispina. Certainly unless there be present trial, there takes place no proof of this gift.

## Footnotes

* ↑ James iv. 6
* ↑ 1 Cor. vii. 32
* ↑ Matt. xx. 22
* ↑ A married woman, who was beheaded in the persecution under Diocletian and Maximian at Thebeste in Africa. See Ser. 354, ad Continentes, n. 5. where he says, “bethink you that in the time of persecution not only Agnes the Virgin was crowned, but likewise Crispina, the wife; and perchance, as there is no doubt, some of the continent then failed, and many of the wedded fought and conquered.” Ben. ed.
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 51

51. But I contend not with those, who assert that a man can in this life live without any sin: I contend not, I gainsay not. For perhaps we take measure of the great from out our own misery, and, comparing ourselves with ourselves, understand not. One thing I know, that those great ones, such as we are not, such as we have not as yet made proof of, by how much they are great, by so much humble themselves in all things, that they may find grace before God. For, let them be how great soever they will, “there is no servant greater than his Lord, nor disciple greater than his master.” And assuredly He is the Lord, Who saith, “All things have been delivered unto Me of My Father;” and He is the Master, Who saith, “Come unto Me, all ye who labor, and learn of Me;” and yet what learn we? “In that I am meek,” saith He, “and lowly of heart.”

## Footnotes

* ↑ 2 Cor. x. 12
* ↑ John xiii. 16
* ↑ Matt. xi. 27, 28
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 5

5. There is, therefore, no reason why the virgins of God be sad, because themselves also cannot, keeping their virginity, be mothers of the flesh. For Him alone could virginity give birth to with fitting propriety, Who in His Birth could have no peer. However, That Birth of the Holy Virgin is the ornament of all holy virgins; and themselves together with Mary are mothers of Christ, if they do the will of His Father. For Mary also is on this account the Mother of Christ in a way more full of praise and blessing, according to His sentence mentioned above. “Whosoever doeth the will of my Father Who is in heaven, that one is to Me brother, and sister, and mother.” All these degrees of nearness of kin to Himself, He shows forth in a spiritual manner, in the People whom He hath redeemed: as brothers and sisters He hath holy men and holy women, forasmuch as they all are co-heirs in the heavenly inheritance. His mother is the whole Church, because she herself assuredly gives birth to His members, that is, His faithful ones. Also His mother is every pious soul, doing the will of His Father with most fruitful charity, in them of whom it travaileth, until Himself be formed in them. Mary, therefore, doing the will of God, after the flesh, is only the mother of Christ, but after the Spirit she is both His sister and mother.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Gal. iv. 19
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 50

50. But, again, lest by occasion of this sentence, any one should sin with deadly security, and should allow himself to be carried away, as though his sins were soon by easy confession to be blotted out, he straightway added, “My little children, these things have I written unto you, that ye sin not; and, if one shall have sinned, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous, and Himself is a propitiation of our sins.” Let no one therefore depart from sin as though about to return to it, nor bind himself as it were by compact of alliance of this kind with unrighteousness, so as to take delight rather to confess it than to shun it. But, forasmuch as even upon such as are busy and on the watch not to sin, there creep by stealth, in a certain way, from human weakness, sins, however small, however few, yet not none; these same themselves become great and grievous, in case pride shall have added to them increase and weight: but by the Priest, Whom we have in the heavens, if by pious humility they be destroyed, they are with all ease cleansed.

## Footnotes

* ↑ 1 John ii. 1, 2
# Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers: Series I/Volume III/Moral Treatises of St. Augustin/Of Holy Virginity/Section 49

49. Wherefore also the virgins of God without blame indeed, “follow the Lamb whithersoever He shall have gone,” both the cleansing of sins being perfected, and virginity being kept, which, were it lost, could not return: but, because that same Apocalypse itself, wherein such unto one such were revealed, in this also praises them, that “in their mouth there was not found a lie:” let them remember in this also to be true, that they dare not say that they have not sin. Forsooth the same John, who saw that, hath said this, “If we shall have said that we have not sin, we deceive our own selves, and the truth is not in us; but if we shall have confessed our faults, He is faithful and just, so as to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. But if we shall have said that we have not sinned, we shall make Him a liar, and His word shall not be in us.” This surely is not said unto these or those, but unto all Christians, wherein virgins also ought to recognize themselves. For thus they shall be without a lie, such as in the Apocalypse they appeared. And by this means so long as there is not as yet perfection in heavenly height, confession in lowliness maketh them without blame.

## Footnotes

* ↑ Rev. xiv. 4, 5
* ↑ 1 John i. 8–10. [See R.V.]