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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SONNE, by GEORGE HERBERT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Let foreign nations of their language boast Last Line: We him in glorie call, the sonne of man. Variant Title(s): The Son Subject(s): Jesus Christ | |||
LET forrain nations of their language boast, What fine varietie each tongue affords: I like our language, as our men and coast; Who cannot dresse it well, want wit, not words. How neatly do we give one onely name To parents issue and the sunnes bright starre. A sonne is light and fruit; a fruitfull flame, Chasing the fathers dimnesse; carri'd far From the first man in th' East, to fresh and new Western discov'ries of posteritie. So, in one word, our Lords humilitie We turn upon him in a sense most true; For what Christ once in humblenesse began, We him in glorie call, The Sonne of Man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MEDITATION ON SAVIORS by ROBINSON JEFFERS COMPANIONSHIP by MALTBIE DAVENPORT BABCOCK TO A WREN ON CALVARY by LARRY LEVIS THE TRANSFIGURATION by EDWIN MUIR SOUNDS OF THE RESURRECTED DEAD MAN'S FOOTSTEPS (#3): 1. BEAST, PEACH.. by MARVIN BELL A DIALOGUE ANTHEM by GEORGE HERBERT |
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