Easter Wings
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.
My
tender
age
in
sorrow
did
beginne;
And
still
with
sicknesses
and
shame
Thou
didst
so
punish
sinne,
That
I
became
Most
thinne.
With
Thee
Let
me
combine,
And
feel
this
day
Thy
victorie;
For,
if
I
imp
my
wing
on
Thine,
Affliction
shall
advance
the
flight
in
me.
George Herbert
George Herbert, (born April 3, 1593, Montgomery Castle, Wales—died March 1, 1633, Bemerton, Wiltshire, Eng.), English religious poet, a major metaphysical poet, notable for the purity and effectiveness of his choice of words. A younger brother of Edward Herbert, 1st Baron Herbert of Cherbury, a notable secular metaphysical poet, George in 1610 sent his mother for New Year’s two sonnets on the theme that the love of God is a fitter subject for verse than the love of woman, a foreshadowing of his poetic and vocational bent.