Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BEGGING (2), by HENRY VAUGHAN



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BEGGING (2), by             Poet's Biography
First Line: O, do not go! Thou know'st, I'll die
Last Line: From sickness, give my spirit health!
Alternate Author Name(s): Silurist


O, do not go! thou know'st, I'll die!
My Spring and Fall are in thy book!
Or, if thou goest, do not deny
To lend me, though from far, one look!

My sins long since have made thee strange,
A very stranger unto me;
No morning-meetings since this change,
Nor evening-walks have I with thee.

Why is my God thus slow and cold,
When I am most, most sick and sad?
Well fare those blessed days of old
When thou didst hear the weeping lad!

O do not thou do as I did,
Do not despise a love-sick heart!
What though some clouds defiance bid
Thy Sun must shine in every part.

Though I have spoiled, O spoil not thou!
Hate not thine own dear gift and token!
Poor birds sing best, and prettiest show,
When their nest is fall'n and broken.

Dear Lord! restore thy ancient peace,
Thy quick'ning friendship, man's bright wealth!
And if thou wilt not give me ease
From sickness, give my spirit health!





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