Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GOOD FRIDAY, by GEORGE HERBERT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O my chief good Last Line: And all the writings blot or burn. Subject(s): Good Friday; Holidays; Holy Week | ||||||||
O MY chief good, How shall I measure out thy bloud? How shall I count what thee befell, And each grief tell? Shall I thy woes Number according to thy foes? Or, since one starre show'd thy first breath, Shall all thy death? Or shall each leaf, Which falls in autumne, score a grief? Or cannot leaves, but fruit, be signe Of the true vine? Then let each houre Of my whole life one grief devoure; That thy distresse through all may runne, And be my sunne. Or rather let My severall sinnes their sorrows get; That as each beast his cure doth know, Each sinne may so. SINCE bloud is fittest, Lord, to write Thy sorrows in, and bloudie fight; My heart hath store; write there, where in One box doth lie both ink and sinne: That when sinne spies so many foes, Thy whips, thy nails, thy wounds, thy woes, All come to lodge there, sinne may say, No room for me, and flie away. Sinne being gone, oh fill the place, And keep possession with thy grace; Lest sinne take courage and return, And all the writings blot or burn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOOD FRIDAY by LUCILLE CLIFTON GOOD FRIDAY HYMN by GEORGE SANTAYANA GOOD FRIDAY, 1613. RIDING WESTWARD by JOHN DONNE GOOD FRIDAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES GOOD FRYDAY by JOSEPH BEAUMONT GOODFRYDAY (TO A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT SATURDAY IN Y' HOLY WEEK by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THURSDAY IN HOLY WEEK by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A DIALOGUE ANTHEM by GEORGE HERBERT |
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