Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AFFLICTION (4), by GEORGE HERBERT Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Broken in pieces all asunder Last Line: Till I reach heav'n, and much more thee. | ||||||||
BROKEN in pieces all asunder, Lord, hunt me not, A thing forgot, Once a poore creature, now a wonder; A wonder tortur'd in the space Betwixt this world and that of grace. My thoughts are all a case of knives, Wounding my heart With scattered smart; As watring pots give flowers their lives. Nothing their furie can controll, While they do wound and prick my soul. All my attendants are at strife, Quitting their place Unto my face: Nothing performs the task of life: The elements are let loose to fight, And, while I live, trie out their right. Oh help, my God! let not their plot Kill them and me, And also thee, Who art my life: dissolve the knot, As the sunne scatters by his light All the rebellions of the night. Then shall those powers, which work for grief, Enter thy pay, And day by day Labour thy praise, and my relief; With care and courage building me, Till I reach heav'n, and much more thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A TRUE HYMN [HYMNE] by GEORGE HERBERT CHURCH MONUMENTS by GEORGE HERBERT CHURCH-MUSICK [CHURCH MUSIC] by GEORGE HERBERT |
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