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George Herbert - Complaining
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          Do not beguile my heart,
                 Because thou art
My power and welcome.  Put me not to shame,
                 Because I am
          Thy clay that weeps, thy dust that calls.

          Thou art the Lord of glorie;
                  The deed and storie
Are both thy due; but I a silly flie,
                  That live or die,
        According as the weather falls.

           Art thou all justice, Lord?
                Shows not thy word
More attributes? Am I all throat or eye
                To weep or crie?
        Have I no parts but those of grief?

           Let not thy wrathfull power
                 Afflict my houre,
My inch of life: or let thy gracious power
                 Contract my houre,
           That I may climbe and finde relief.
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