Henry Vaughan was a seventeenth century poet from Wales, and he was born on the 17th of April, 1621. In honour of his birth, here is one of his poems, which I hope you will enjoy:
I Walk’d the Other Day
I walk’d the other day, to spend my hour,Into a field,Where I sometimes had seen the soil to yieldA gallant flow’r;But winter now had ruffled all the bow’rAnd curious storeI knew there heretofore.Yet I, whose search lov’d not to peep and peerI’ th’ face of things,Thought with my self, there might be other springsBesides this here,Which, like cold friends, sees us but once a year;And so the flow’rMight have some other bow’r.Then taking up what I could nearest spy,I digg’d aboutThat place where I had seen him to grow out;And by and byI saw the warm recluse alone to lie,Where fresh and greenHe liv’d of us unseen.Many a question intricate and rareDid I there strow;But all I could extort was, that he nowDid there repairSuch losses as befell him in this air,And would ere longCome forth most fair and young.This past, I threw the clothes quite o’er his head;And stung with fearOf my own frailty dropp’d down many a tearUpon his bed;Then sighing whisper’d, “happy are the dead!What peace doth nowRock him asleep below!”And yet, how few believe such doctrine springsFrom a poor root,Which all the winter sleeps here under foot,And hath no wingsTo raise it to the truth and light of things;But is still trodBy ev’ry wand’ring clod.O Thou! whose spirit did at first inflameAnd warm the dead,And by a sacred incubation fedWith life this frame,Which once had neither being, form, nor name;Grant I may soThy steps track here below,That in these masques and shadows I may seeThy sacred way;And by those hid ascents climb to that day,Which breaks from Thee,Who art in all things, though invisibly!Shew me thy peace,Thy mercy, love, and ease,And from this care, where dreams and sorrows reign,Lead me above,Where light, joy, leisure, and true comforts moveWithout all pain;There, hid in thee, shew me his life again,At whose dumb urnThus all the year I mourn.