Kyrielle Poems
Kyrielle
by John Payne
A lark in the mesh of the tangled vine,
A bee that drowns in the flower-cup's wine,
A fly in the sunshine - such is man.
All things must end, as all began.
A little pain, a little pleasure,
A little heaping of treasure;
Then no more gazing upon the sun.
All things must end that have begun.
......
A Lenten Hymn
by Thomas Campion
With broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry:
Thy pard'ning grace is rich and free:
O God, be merciful to me.
I smite upon my troubled breast,
With deep and conscious guilt oppress,
Christ and His cross my only plea:
O God, be merciful to me.
Far off I stand with tearful eyes,
Nor dare uplift them to the skies;
......
Kyrielle
by John Payne
A lark in the mesh of the tangled vine,
A bee that drowns in the flower-cup's wine,
A fly in the sunshine - such is man.
All things must end, as all began.
A little pain, a little pleasure,
A little heaping of treasure;
Then no more gazing upon the sun.
All things must end that have begun.
......
A Lenten Hymn
by Thomas Campion
With broken heart and contrite sigh,
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry:
Thy pard'ning grace is rich and free:
O God, be merciful to me.
I smite upon my troubled breast,
With deep and conscious guilt oppress,
Christ and His cross my only plea:
O God, be merciful to me.
Far off I stand with tearful eyes,
Nor dare uplift them to the skies;
......
