by John Donne (1572 - 1631)
With his kind mother (temple)
Language: English
With His kind mother, who partakes thy woe, Joseph, turn back ; see where your child doth sit, Blowing, yea blowing out those sparks of wit, Which Himself on the doctors did bestow. The Word but lately could not speak, and lo ! It suddenly speaks wonders ; whence comes it, That all which was, and all which should be writ, A shallow seeming child should deeply know ? His Godhead was not soul to His manhood, Nor had time mellow'd Him to this ripeness ; But as for one which hath a long task, 'tis good, With the sun to begin His business, He in His age's morning thus began, By miracles exceeding power of man.
Authorship:
- by John Donne (1572 - 1631) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by John Mitchell (b. 1941), "With his kind mother (temple)", op. 89 no. 4 (1993), from La Corona, no. 4. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Victoria Brago
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 117