George Herbert

(3 April 1593 – 1 March 1633 / Montgomery, Wales)

George Herbert Poems

41. The Sacrifice 11/25/2003
42. Lent 2/26/2004
43. Sin (Ii) 11/28/2003
44. Love (Ii) 1/3/2003
45. The World 1/20/2003
46. Even-Song 11/28/2003
47. A Dialogue-Anthem 1/3/2003
48. Artillery 1/3/2003
49. Grief 1/3/2003
50. The Flower 1/3/2003
51. Sighs And Groans 12/18/2003
52. Love (I) 1/3/2003
53. Sin's Round 1/3/2003
54. Affliction (Iii) 2/26/2004
55. Church Music 1/3/2003
56. Antiphon (I) 11/27/2003
57. Faith 11/27/2003
58. Good Friday 11/27/2003
59. Affliction (Iv) 2/26/2004
60. Clasping Of Hands 1/1/2004
61. The Altar 1/1/2004
62. Prayer (I) 1/3/2003
63. Affliction (Ii) 11/28/2003
64. The Agony 11/27/2003
65. Redemption 1/3/2003
66. Nature 11/27/2003
67. Employment (I) 11/28/2003
68. Aaron 1/3/2003
69. The Dawning 1/3/2003
70. Easter Song 1/1/2004
71. Church Monuments 1/3/2003
72. Sonnet (I) 1/1/2004
73. A Wreath 1/3/2003
74. The Collar 1/3/2003
75. Discipline 1/4/2003
76. Virtue 1/3/2003
77. Grace 11/28/2003
78. Love (Iii) 1/3/2003
79. A Dialogue 1/4/2003
80. Easter 1/3/2003

Comments about George Herbert

  • Muskan (6/21/2018 6:12:00 AM)

    Nice poem l loved it

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  • David Penname (1/3/2012 8:58:00 PM)

    attila hun tamogin khan

    gengis tamogin kubla khan

    kubla hun bonziiiiii tamgin kubla fawn attila hun

  • David Penname (1/3/2012 8:55:00 PM)

    tamogin bonziii mother child father tribe
    than came the word bonziii
    ninjia tamogin bonziiiii attila kub-a-la tamogin hun

    tamogin attila hun

  • Aprajita Rana (3/28/2009 5:26:00 AM)

    Mattins was a nice poem

Best Poem of George Herbert

Affliction

When thou didst entice to thee my heart,
I thought the service brave:
So many joys I writ down for my part,
Besides what I might have
Out of my stock of natural delights,
Augmented with thy gracious benefits.

I looked on thy furniture so fine,
And made it fine to me:
Thy glorious household-stuff did me entwine,
And 'tice me unto thee.
Such stars I counted mine: both heav'n and earth
Paid me my wages in a world of mirth.

What pleasures could I want, whose King I served?
Where joys my fellows were?
Thus argu'd into hopes, my thoughts ...

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Aaron

Holiness on the head,
Light and perfection on the breast,
Harmonious bells below, raising the dead
To led them unto life and rest.
Thus are true Aarons dressed.

Profaneness in my head,
Defects and darkness in my breast,
A noise of passions ringing me for dead

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