Robert Southwell may refer to:
When Fortune smiles, I smile to think how quickly she will frown.
My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns;Love is the fire and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns;The fuel Justice layeth on, and Mercy blows the coals;The metal in this furnace wrought are men's defiled souls.
Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure.
My conscience is my crown,Contented thoughts my rest;My heart is happy in itself,My bliss is in my breast. Enough I reckon wealth;A mean the surest lot,That lies too high for base contempt,Too low for envy's shot.
Behold a silly tender babe,In freezing winter night,In homely manger trembling lies;Alas! a piteous sight.
Time wears all his locks before,Take thy hold upon his forehead;When he flies he turns no more,And behind his scalp is naked. Works adjourn'd have many stays,Long demurs breed new delays.
What thought can think, another thought can mend.
I feel no care of coin,Well-doing is my wealth;My mind to me an empire is,While grace affordeth health.
Few have all they need, none all they wish.
My mind to me an empire is.
Lingering labors come to naught.
The path to Heaven is narrow, rough and full of wearisome and trying ascents, nor can it be trodden without great toil; and therefore wrong is their way, gross their error, and assured their ruin who, after the testimony of so many thousands of saints, will not learn where to settle their footing.
As in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow,Surprised I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear.
I wealthiest am when richest in remorse.
God gave Himself to you: give yourself to God.
Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,A brief wherein all marvels summèd lie,Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.