A Stranger here Strange things doth meet, strange glories see; StrangeTreasures lodg'd in this fair world appear, Strange all, and New to me, But that they mine should be, who nothing was, That Strangest is of all, yet brought to pass.
A stranger hereStrange things doth meet, strange glories see;Strange treasures lodg'd in this fair world appear,Strange all and new to me;But that they mine should be who nothing was,That strangest is of all; yet brought to pass.thomas traherne
But I have that honourable grief lodg'd here which burns worse than tears drown.william shakespeare
Sure thou did'st nourish once! and many springs, Many bright mornings, much dew, many showers, Passed o'er thy head; many light hearts and wings, Which now are dead, lodg'd in thy living bowers. And still a new succession sings and flies; Fresh groves grow up, and their green branches shoot Towards the old and still-enduring skies; While the low violet thrives at their root.Henry Vaughan