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Poem by George Herbert


Love


LOVE bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
      Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
      From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
      If I lack'd anything.

'A guest,' I answer'd, 'worthy to be here:'
     Love said, 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
      I cannot look on Thee.'
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
      'Who made the eyes but I?'

'Truth, Lord; but I have marr'd them: let my shame
      Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not,' says Love, 'Who bore the blame?'
      'My dear, then I will serve.'
'You must sit down,' says Love, 'and taste my meat.'
      So I did sit and eat.



                      George Herbert


George Herbert's other poems:
  1. Lent
  2. The Thanksgiving
  3. Judgement
  4. Mattins
  5. Mortification


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Samuel Coleridge Love ("All thoughts, all passions, all delights") 1799
  • Elizabeth Browning Love ("We cannot live, except thus mutually")
  • Rupert Brooke Love ("Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate")
  • Charles Calverley Love ("Canst thou love me, lady?")
  • Nicholas Breton Love ("Foolish love is only folly")
  • Alexander Smith Love ("THE fierce exulting worlds, the motes in rays")

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