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George Herbert - Mary Magdalene
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When blessed Marie wip`d her Saviour`s feet,
(Whose precepts she had trampled on before)
And wore them for a jewell on her head,
     Shewing his steps should be the street,
     Wherein she thenceforth evermore
With pensive humblenesse would live and tread:

She being stain`d herself, why did she strive
To make him clean, who could not be defil`d?
Why kept she not her tears for her own faults,
     And not his feet?  Though we could dive
     In tears like seas, our sinnes are pil`d
Deeper then they, in words, and works, and thoughts.

Deare soul, she knew who did vouchsafe and deigne
To bear her filth; and that her sinnes did dash
Ev`n God himself: wherefore she was not loth,
     As she had brought wherewith to stain
     So to bring in wherewith to wash:
          And yet in washing one, she washed both.
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