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Divine Epigrams: On the Miracle of the Multiplied Loaves by Richard Crashaw

By Richard Crashaw

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See here an easy feast that knows no wound, That under hunger's teeth will needs be sound; A subtle harvest of unbounded bread, What would ye more? Here food itself is fed.

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"Divine Epigrams: On the Miracle of the Multiplied Loaves" by Richard Crashaw is a deep english poem consisting of 4 lines. This English poem by Richard Crashaw demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "See here an easy feast that knows no wound, That under hunger's teeth will needs be sound;...", this piece explores themes of deep through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Richard Crashaw's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Richard Crashaw

Richard Crashaw (c. 1613–1649) was an English metaphysical poet and Catholic convert. His religious poetry — "A Hymn to Saint Teresa" — is among the most ecstatic in English literature.

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