English Poetry. George Herbert. A Wreath. Джордж Герберт (Херберт).

George Herbert (Джордж Герберт (Херберт))

A Wreath

A wreathed garland of deserved praise,
Of praise deserved, unto thee I give,
I give to thee, who knowest all my wayes,
My crooked winding wayes, wherein I live,
Wherein I die, not live : for life is straight,
Straight as a line, and ever tends to thee,
To thee, who art more farre above deceit,
Then deceit seems above simplicitie.
Give me simplicitie, that I may live,
So live and like, that I may know thy wayes,
Know them and practise them : then shall I give
For this poore wreath, give thee a crown of praise. 

George Herbert’s other poems:

1. Sin’s Round
2. Charms and Knots
3. Affliction (III)
4. Jordan
5. A Dialogue-Anthem

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