| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | Mans Medley | | By George Herbert (15931633) |
| | | HARK how the birds do sing, | |
| And woods do ring: | |
| All creatures have their joy, and man hath his. | |
| Yet if we rightly measure, | |
| Mans joy and pleasure | 5 |
| Rather hereafter than in present is. | |
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| To this life things of sense | |
| Make their pretence; | |
| In th other angels have a right by birth: | |
| Man ties them both alone, | 10 |
| And makes them one | |
| With th one hand touching heaven, with tother earth. | |
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| In soul he mounts and flies, | |
| In flesh he dies; | |
| He wears a stuff whose thread is coarse and round, | 15 |
| But trimmed with curious lace, | |
| And should take place | |
| After the trimming, not the stuff and ground. | |
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| Not that he may not here | |
| Taste of the cheer: | 20 |
| But as birds drink and straight lift up their head, | |
| So must he sip and think | |
| Of better drink | |
| He may attain to after he is dead. | |
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| But as his joys are double, | 25 |
| So is his trouble; | |
| He hath two winters, other things but one: | |
| Both frosts and thoughts do nip | |
| And bite his lip; | |
| And he of all things fears two deaths alone. | 30 |
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| Yet evn the greatest griefs | |
| May be reliefs, | |
| Could he but take them right and in their ways. | |
| Happy is he whose heart | |
| Hath found the art | 35 |
| To turn his double pains to double praise. | | | | |
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