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George Herbert

Employment (II)

1 December 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme

Man is no star, but a quick coal

                  Of mortal fire;

Who blows it not, nor doth control

                  A faint desire,

Lets his own ashes choke his soul.

The Pulley

30 November 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme

      When God at first made Man,

      Having a glass of blessings standing by—

Let us (said He) pour on him all we can;

Let the world's riches, which dispersād lie,

      Contract into a span.

The World

11 November 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme

Love built a stately house, where Fortune came,

And spinning fancies, she was heard to say

That her fine cobwebs did support the frame,

Whereas they were supported by the same;

But Wisdom quickly swept them all away.

Love (III)

20 October 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back…

Life

19 October 2007
Vol. 7, No. 3
poetry, classic, rhyme

I made a posie, while the day ran by:

Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie

            My life within this band.

But time did becken to the flowers, and they

By noon most cunningly did steal away,

            And wither'd in my hand.

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