George Herbert Poems
- Peace Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly ...
- Affliction When thou didst entice to thee my heart, I ...
- Mattins I cannot ope mine eyes, But thou art ready there to...
- Denial When my devotions could not pierce Thy silent ears; ...
- Easter Wings Lord, Who createdst man in wealth and ...
- Bitter-Sweet Ah, my dear angry Lord, Since thou dost love, ...
- Love LOVE bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, ...
George Herbert was a Welsh born English poet, orator and Anglican priest.
Being born into an artistic and wealthy family, he received a good education that led to his holding prominent positions at Cambridge University and Parliament. As a student at Trinity College, Cambridge, Herbert excelled in languages and music. He went to college with the intention of becoming a priest, but his scholarship attracted the attention of King James I/VI. Herbert served in Parliament for two years. After the death of King James and at the urging of a friend, Herbert's interest in ordained ministry was renewed.
In 1630, in his late thirties he gave up his secular ambitions and took ... more »
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Sweet Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave,
Let me once know.
I sought thee in a secret cave,
And ask'd, if Peace were there,
A hollow wind did seem to answer, No:
Go seek elsewhere.
I did; and going did a rainbow note:
Surely, thought I,
This is the lace of Peace's coat:
I will search out the matter.
But while I looked the clouds immediately
Did break and scatter.
Then went I to a garden and did spy
A gallant flower,
The crown-imperial: Sure, said I,
Peace at the root must dwell.
But when I digged, I saw a worm devour