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George Herbert - The Church Floore
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Mark you the floore? that square and speckled stone,
          Which looks so firm and strong,
                                 Is Patience:

And th`other black and grave, wherewith each one
          Is checker`d all along,
                                 Humilitie:

The gentle rising, which on either hand
          Leads to the quire above,
                                 Is Confidence:

But the sweet cement, which in one sure band
          Ties the whole frame, is Love
                                 And Charitie.

     Hither sometimes Sinne steals, and stains
     The marble`s neat and curious veins;
But all is cleansed when the marble weeps.
     Sometimes Death, puffing at the doore,
     Blows all the dust upon the floore:
But while he thinks to spoil the room, he sweeps.
     Blest be the Architect, whose art
     Could build so strong in a weak heart.
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