Richard Crashaw

Short Name: Richard Crashaw
Full Name: Crashaw, Richard, 1613-1650
Birth Year (est.): 1613
Death Year: 1650

Crashaw, Richard, son of the Rev. William Crashaw, was educated at the Charter House and Pembroke Hall, and Peterhouse, Cambridge. Of the latter college he became a Fellow, and distinguished himself both in Latin and English poetry. In common with many others he was ejected from his Fellowship for refusing the Covenant. Entering the Roman Communion he went to Paris, seeking preferment. Failing for a time, he was assisted by Cowley, the poet, in 1646, and by him recommended to Queen Henrietta Maria, who was then residing in Paris. Under her patronage he travelled in Italy, and subsequently became a Canon in the Church of Loreto. Died in 1650. Prior to his leaving England he wrote his Steps to the Temple, 1646, in which are given versions of two Psalms; and subsequently The Delights of the Muses. Carmen Deo Nostro was published posthumously in 1652. It contained hymns both original and translated. His Poems were edited by Turnbull, 1856; and by Dr. Grosart in 1869.

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)


Crashaw, Richard, p. 268, i. In 1887-8, Dr. Grosart published a Supplement to Complete Works of Richard Cranshaw, containing an "Introductory Note," and 5 additional poetical pieces.

--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)

Wikipedia Biography

Richard Crashaw (c. 1613 – 21 August 1649), was an English poet, teacher, Anglican cleric and Catholic convert, who was among the major figures associated with the metaphysical poets in seventeenth-century English literature.

Texts by Richard Crashaw (21)sort descendingAsAuthority LanguagesInstances
Dear Lord, remember in that dayR. Crashaw (Author)1
Gloomy night embraced the placeRichard Crashaw (Author)English3
Happy me! O happy sheepRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Hearest thou, my soul, what serious thingsRichard Crashaw (Author)4
I am the door, said Christ: the spear's sad artRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Jesu, no more, it is full tideRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Lord, what is man? Why should he cost youRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Mercy, my Judge, mercy, I cryRichard Crashaw (Author)English2
O save us thenRichard Crashaw (Author)2
O that fire, before whose faceRichard Crashaw (Author)2
O that it were as it was wont to beRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Rise, heir of fresh eternityRichard Crashaw (Author)3
Rise, royal Zion [Sion], rise and singRichard Crashaw (Author)1
Rise, thou first and fairest morningRichard Crashaw (Author)2
That which makes us have no needRichard Crashaw, 1637-1650 (Author)2
The badge of faith bids, ne'er forgetRichard Crashaw (Author)2
The modest front of this small floorRichard Crashaw, 1637-1650 (Author)2
What stories of their crueltyRichard Crashaw (Author)2
Whatever story of their crueltyRichard Crashaw (Author)2
While Jesus on the lap of Mary liesRichard Crashaw (Author)2
With all the powers my poor heart hathRichard Crashaw (Author)English6

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