George Herbert
Montgomery, Wales
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Easter Wings

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Lord, Who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and more,
Till he became
Most poore:

With Thee
O let me rise,
As larks, harmoniously,
And sing this day Thy victories:
Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
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COMMENTS
Joshua Adeyemi 12 April 2017
Prayer for renewal....Indeed, lovely.
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Douglas Scotney 14 June 2015
Magisterial it is, to think, 'tis not starvation makes you thin
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Frederick Eilers 22 January 2014
This poem is at the very least meant to be centered in its section, all the stanzas forming the appearance of wings. (Oftentimes the poem is tilted 90 degrees, making the effect even clearer.) Can be seen here: http: //www.ccel.org/h/herbert/temple/Easterwings.html []. The poem's shape and title are unified because of the second stanza (which is actually the second half of the first of two stanzas in many transcripts) , which provides one brilliant view of a bird's potential flight, gliding furthered by gravity.
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